Fragile flower
Bathing in rain shower
Soft red petals
Smooth and cold like metal
Frost at the tips
What's left of the sun it sips
This flower lives in cold
I don't know how it holds
But below our tree it grows
It's almost as if it knows
That my heart beats every day
In a rhythm for you to stay
And this flower never weeps
Never shuts its eyes to sleep
The flower wind can't shove
This flower is our love