As she rises,
The November morning reminds us,
It still brings light.
The narcissus glows in its petals,
Protecting
Her determination,
Her passion,
Her roots.
Spring is always around the corner,
As she lights her path of dreams.
Loyal to strength, to life,
To herself.
As she turns the corner,
spring is near.
Water has transformed her,
The narcissus.
Now open,
The transformation has begun.
She laughs to herself knowing,
There is no better.
