A flower in the wind

There was a flower, the wind once knew,

That spread the fragrance of love.

With her around, time - but rapidly - flew,

For she was a gift, from above.

There was a flower, the wind once knew,

Vibrantly bright, yet plain.

Dissipating freshness and happiness anew,

She smelled of the Earth-drenching rain.

There was a flower, the wind once knew,

Distinctly apart from the rest!

His liking for her but immensely grew,

Ah! How cruel Fate doth jest!

She left without notice; no trace or clue,

The time he wish'd for, ne'er came.

There was a flower, the wind once knew,

Alas, he would ne'er know her name.

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