Deep breaking through the solid rough crust
Yet the fragile flower comes forth bringing
Delight to a world weary of white and frost
Warming inside as it is birthed a sign of hope
That even when we face death, life may come
Even through the roughest patches of soil
Scraping, burning, through much pain and
Sorrow til we see the beauty enwrapped in
Layers budding forth, bursting with the color
Of the fight they made to be in this world
On display in all their glory as we walk by