You have lost the vibrance of your hues
Your blushing pink, sweet lavender, or sky blue
Have long faded into sage green leaving
Faint traces of what you once were
Hinting of what will be.
Veins on your petals write
All the summer days and all the stormy days
That deepened your roots.
You have changed
You are changing
Yet in this world of mist and ashes
You are beautiful –