Sitting softly under the moonlight

Barely surviving past the night

One small, weak flower blooms alone

The humans pass it by without a single glance

Deeming it too ugly to have a chance

In this world, beauty matters most, after all

The snow bloom is determined to not fall

Despite the lack of love, it will bloom

Maybe then its beauty will be enough

To be placed in some young girl's room

Fitting others beauty standards is tough

This flower is struggling to survive

And yet still, without beauty, people will not notice that it's alive

The flower struggles as the cold snow covers it for another night

Nothing can soothe its pained heart except the small, gentle sliver of moonlight

Dancing along the flower's petals, it sings a soothing song

To help the flower's growth along

'Beautiful flower

You who every hour

Struggle and fight

In the cold of the night

My love is with you

The warmth of my light will help you pull through.'

The sweet voice of the moon brought the snow bloom much comfort

And the blooming of her beauty no longer was much effort

The moon didn't care how the flower would look

Whether it would look ugly, or like a dazzling heroine from a book

It just knew that the flower needed help, and it couldn't refuse

To give each being what it deserved, use love to pay its dues

The moon has shone in the sky for thousands of years

And yet still does not hesitate to bring kind words to someone's ears

If humans, who live and shine for so little time

Can simply tell someone, "Everything is going to be fine,"

Then this world would be so much better

If only...