_English
I watched it bloom, proud of its beauty. Eight days between the sun and the rains. Always shining its sunny yellow.

Now it is losing its petals, one by one, but even withering, it still looks beautiful. It is beautiful, no matter from which angle I look at it.

I feel sadness, because I will no longer see it in its favorite place. Maybe I won't have to look at that corner tomorrow. I will miss it.

_Español
Le vi florecer, orgullosa de su belleza. Ocho días entre el sol y las lluvias. Siempre resplandeciendo su amarillo de Sol.

Ahora va perdiendo sus pétalos, uno a uno, pero aún marchitándose, sigue luciendo hermosa. Es hermosa, no importa desde cuál ángulo le mire.

Siento tristeza, porque ya no le veré en su lugar preferido. Tal vez ya no deba mirar mañana a ese rincón. Le voy a extrañar.