Rosebud

There she stands, solitary and content

Enjoying the iridescent light

Gleaming from the sky.

Rosebud, she refers by name.

She's not quite yet a flower;

Yet, not simply a bud.

She's immersed in nature;

The wind, the sun, the moonlight...

The passage of time guide her to grow...

To learn and embrace

The ever-changing beauty called life.