Ode on an evanescent flower

In shades of pink and shades of white,

As an armor of a plucky knight;

At a certain point of day in time,

Thou beauty of the summer, thou shine.

Three days for the life you wait,

Three days to come off your adolescent age;

Three days until that green bud sprouts,

Three days until your Beauty you flout.

Awaiting a time long you once shine,

At a morning that all, but you, whine;

No sorrow no sign of meloncholy you show,

Even though this life you live is miniscule of a blow.

Thine head held high with pride,

Thine salute to the sun, big smile;

Thine beauty above all at prime,

Thou Beauty of summer, thou shine.

This is the pride that envies me above all,

The pride in spite of a life so small;

A day thou have, a day that's all,

Then too you live life so gay, so tall.

With the cheer thou spread across horizons wide,

With colours which as the sun, or even bright;

The lesson you teach across generations wide,

A life lived large is a well lived life.