The Violet Girl

With cheeks dewy as a spring leaf,
And a breath of milky white peaches,
You bloomed as a violet, blushing petals
Unfurling into a smile of brilliant sun.

You would bring me small, nameless flowers
On the way from kindergarten. From
These weeds, I felt my heart expanding;
These little happinesses were what kept me strong.

By day, you beamed and flowered,
But pitter patter tears would drip down
Your silvered, moonbeam face.
I held you with both arms,
folding shut your sleeping petals.

You picked me up from the airport. 
I saw the dim outline of a girl I once knew
Waving to me like grass moving through a spring breeze;
Familiar features, a face utterly undecipherable to me.

From seed to flower, flower to girl,
Have you sprouted? Have you grown?
No matter, you are still a violet, blushing petals
Unfurling into a smile of brilliant sun.