Beaten into dormancy after the fifth frost,
I have remained under the frozen earth
Forgotten and forgetting
How to make my voice carry
Over the sound of the late winter winds.
But in this new Spring
My roots awaken
And my body blossoms as
My leaves will stretch for the Sun.
Soon my nectar will be carried off
Letting others know of my sweetness.
Brand new petals are in this season
and they'll get their wear before the Summer's up.