The water gushes
the wind shushes
the birds sing
as spring comes
with all it brings
but my eyes don’t set
on the water
or the wind
or the birds
but the flower
I gaze at it
in every hour
day or night
I love it
when it’s in my sight
how it dances
how it prances
in wind
The flower
The flower
it makes me happy
in every hour
especially now.