Here I am, in morning dew,
To brighten up the world for you.
Yet not alone, one of a crowd,
I try to stand, so tall, so proud.
For, to catch, my lady’s eye,
I show myself toward the sky.
The colours span across my face,
For soon I’m taken from this place.
She sees my beauty, she raises a smile.
She carefully stands and looks a while.
Then down on waist she places her hand,
And prizes me, from where I stand.
I’m lay in a basket, placed with my brothers.
Unsure of our fate we face one another.
My kin and I together alas,
Are pulled close together and placed in a glass.
Our radiance shines but not for too long.
We fade over time, too soon we are gone.