Tiny and unsure,

She made her presence known. 

So unexpected from this branch, 

She was all alone.

The plant thought dead and tossed

She made her quiet dwelling.

That she would not bloom

The others found so telling.

A timid candy bud,

Daring to bloom for freedom,

Becomes a sign of love,

A princess in her kingdom.

This tiny hopeful flower,

Overlooked by all, 

Became a graceful symbol,

A queen that will not fall.