Bud, Bloom, Fade

Neath sun-kissed skies at sweet springtime leaves sprout and naked branches bless with clothes of green that lifts the mood from doldrums deep of winter past. Like bulging breasts, the buds break forth plump with the pistil and petals waiting like a flag to unfurl and bloom like a breathtaking bride. The blazing ball her blooming breeds each flower fair with fragrance fresh. Then like a memory, she fades as day gives way to evening shades. Our lives are like the flowers fair we bud then bloom and quickly fade. Make it your goal fragrance to add to those you meet whose lives are sad. Then when your life on earth is done the trail of good you have begun will mark the way for those who run and not grow dark at set of sun.