I am a flower.
I wonder what it’s like to be a human.
I hear birds singing everywhere.
I see mama birds and baby birds.
I pretend to be a beautiful girl.
I feel the feathers of the birds smudging on me.
I touch the birds.
I worry that I will get poked in the eye by a hummingbird’s beak.
I am a beautiful rose.
I say, Sssshhhh!” when the wind blows.
I try to be not that wiggly, because I could fall off my branch.
I hope that one day I will have fun.
I am a rose.