Just the Dandelion, when we all turn gray, may we also bring joy to children and vice versa and spread our wisdom far and wide.
Just like the Tulip, may we all be so willing to let our big, brash, ostentatiously colorful selves perch so confidently on such a small and delicate stem.
Just like the Daffodil, which doesn’t at all mind blaring its triumphant trumpeting yellow into the greyest brownest very beginning of Spring, may we all be so bold to stand alone on the vanguard of change!
Just like the Grape Hyacinth, whose little blue cones dot a lawn and transform it into a fanciful fairy forest, may we all make the mundane magical!
Just like the Peony, which is gorgeous as a bud and gorgeous in its fancy, frilly fullness, may we all embody each stage of life with so much unabashed unselfconsciousness – letting each petal develop and drop as they may, all on the same plant.