Spring arrives again, bringing new life and joy.
One bud stands alone, bursting at the seams.
Full of potential, its petals unfold slowly, gently,
Like the opening of a child's eyes.
Vibrant purple, facing the sun, in an ideal spot to grow,
The fragile bloom soaks up dew, rain, melting frost,
Absorbing its surroundings and radiating beauty.

Shadows block the sun.
Everything seems to cower.
Careless feet trample the ground,
Battering and bruising each petal.
The sun finds its place once more,
But the sprout is slow to rise,
Beaten down and bleeding, weakened by the storm.

Showers come and go,
Lighter, gentler, kinder.
Each time getting stronger,
Sturdy stems begin to grow.
Rays of warmth dry dew each day,
Leaving violet petals renewed,
Ready to face the world.

Unfortunately, it's a world of hurt.
A neighboring oak succumbs to saws.
Summer sun scorches unprotected blossoms
Deserted by its shade.
Playful youth find joy in plucking clean
The purple petals from the head,
Each one a stinging, painful blow.

But just as frost and cold seep in,
And the blossom accepts defeat,
A gentle rising feeling and change of scenery
Finds the young flower inside, warm and safe.
A newly purchased pot, a pair of gentle hands,
And some tender loving care
Can salvage even the messiest of blooms.

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So, that got written a while ago. I don't know if it's any good, but it's here. Also I hope the flower gif works, sorry it's pink and not violet.

I hope you liked it, please feel free to give feedback!

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