Love is a Seed that Grows

A tiny seed, shed by a flower long ago,

Fell to the ground and got covered with snow.

Despite rain and deep frost

The little seed started to grow!

Though throughout winter it hibernated,

Like the bear, it awakened

And metamorphosed,

From caterpillar to butterfly,

One life, two forms.

The seedling grows and blooms

And sheds its own seed in turn.

A new year will come

And new life will come and go.

Every year I watch the flowers grow,

And await my turn to go.