Who would blame you
for tucking your head
into the luxurious leaves
of your flower bed.
Is it safe to look out
with that rain pelting down?
Spring’s playing hard to get:
you could risk getting drowned.
But your bud is cute,
your petals are pert.
Don’t waste the chance to
swish your fragrant skirt.
Before we know it
you’ll be facing the sun.
Your edges will wilt,
your time will be done.
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