Once upon a cold spring shower

Once upon a cold spring shower
I ran across a beautiful flower

I couldn't believe what I had done
Crushed to death it would never grow
But I remembered without the sun,
And as it began to snow,
The flower was doomed before I killed it
Almost as if God had willed it.

I am as the spring time flower
Here today, but gone tomorrow.

So why can't I be beautiful,
Gracing the souls of passers by?
My failure causes others pain
If someone cared, I'd know not why.

Speak and act with only love
Build up others in their need
Or you might find before the frost
That you are just a weed.

So in the spring, when you grow
Be beautiful before it snows.