She grew like baby grass
in a fire’s aftermath
she stretched to the sky
a sweet note to a lullaby
Spring befriended Winter
she faltered at the meet
tucked in like a splinter
snow laid down it’s sheet
Remotely paralyzed
decolorate and demised
napped a rest of somber
till the last dead leaf turned over
in a Snow White bliss
she awakened with a kiss,
the sun’s first affection
to all those he put in wretching
Slowly, surely
in no hurry
the tulip rose
petals, primary
stronger, longer
with hardly a waver
the fall didn’t wrong her
it saved her