Analysis of The last flower of the spring.

The last flower of the spring.

I saw the last flower of the spring
Which became pale.
Which was not as fresh as before
and became stale.

It couldn't bear anymore the scroching sun.
It couldn't bear anymore the warm air
And wanted the spring breeze,
wanted the sky,which was fair.

But it is a foolish wish.
It is the cry of ignorant.
Spring comes once in a life
which is nature's grant.