Born to the call of dew drops of the dawn,
I wake up to the early sunshine with a huge wide yawn.
Through the day, as the sun rays slant on my face, I gaze at the sky,
And I wait and wait, to greet the occasionally passerby.
You see, I have no particular lair,
But of course you’ll see me all around, everywhere,
However, you’ll remember me the most when you shed a happy tear,
or when you lose one close to the heart, one who is dear.
I am the mediator between star crossed lovers.
Haven’t you guessed who I am yet? I am the bud, the blossom, the blooming flower.