what 4 waiting

this orange flower 

was all green all

closed up

 

just another bud

all night long

waiting on the sun

 

cold and frozen like

she forgot about her

true self her real

beauty her

glow

 

what 4 waiting

we might have forgotten her, too

and the sun, too

 

waiting….

what 4?

 

she opened

her heart her

true self

sun kissed orange

to the world