My Beautiful flower

It's cold and snow has covered the ground with its beautiful white Crystal ice.
The wind blows and the trees sleep as we watch for hope.
We watch for the sign of life that we know is coming but the cold wind has kept it down.

The day's are short and the nights are long but we still believe that the magic and beauty will appear.

The gray clouds fill the sky with passion and fury the wind holds strong as we keep believing she will come.
In the corner by a wall sleeps a beautiful flower underneath it all.
The flower knows to hold and be strong and soon it wont be long..

The ice is melting the air is calm but still the ground holds her down.
The air is changing as we can see, the ice is melting from all the trees.

The days begin to get bright as we dream of spring and the warm summer nights..
When back comes the cold and you start to loose hope the little flower knows where to hide.

One morning you wake and with joy in your heart as you look outside and see this great star..
Its not a star in the sky but one on the ground
Its my beautiful flower to show me why we always keep hope alive...

I will always keep hope alive my beautiful Flower Yana.