Dear sun,
you are the beginning and end of my day.
But now since you’re gone, and the snow has come, i have to go.
I hear the buzz of the bees flying above me.
And they don’t bother to say hello or goodbye.
My petals are falling and color is fading with every day
that passes the sand in the hour glass fall till.

At last you return and spring burns anew.
I'm growing new leaves and a stronger stem because of you.
Our break from each other has done us both well.
You’ve seen new people, and newly grown plants.
And i have reborn when you can back.
Like the humans say “ new life, new me”.