magnolia – C & K

The Magnolia

I saw her when she was relatively young,
gloomy and sulking for the first few years.

I never thought twice about her and me,
the grumbles and gloom would pass away.

I saw her when she started to see me,
she had shallow roots and disliked the frost.

I never thought she would ask me to stay,
when she bloomed, she took my breath away.

Soft pink petals
budding, ready to bloom
against the soft grey sky.

Droplets, dance, splash
and cling to the petals
of a new budding bloom.

Soft sounds whisper
a song of endings and
beginnings, as buds bloom.