She walked barefoot on the snow
that cracked beneath her feet
Her body numb and silent to the cold
She noticed a little wildflower
creeping from the snow
So delicate
She stood still her thoughts running in her head
"Why did it even try to come out when it would probably lay dead by night?"
She thought
Her eyes met the golden sun
She smiled for now she understood
After all she was a wildflower too
