Our love bloomed quickly
A seed soaked in water and sun
Our hearts tending
Mighty nurture with the help of nature
The curious coming of the bud
Our desire to know what shape and color
The flower opening
Just in time for the first frost
Setting in by surprise
We lost
The seasons in between
The garden went raw
Cut through with a freezing wind
That flower falling too soon
Buried by ice and wasting snow
Lanning Lee 