My favorite poem. I had to share it again.
I have grown and sprouted much too soon.
I will try with all my might
To live in the bright sunlight.
Sitting on a branch next to a pear.
My petals are white as snow
Because of this fact I know.
No matter how hard I wish and pray.
For I live in the shadow of the moon
And I’m slated to sing the nightly tune.