Can you tell the moment?   Spring becomes the summer   Maybe it's a moment   Only known to a tree      Even as we're watching   Blades of grass are growing   Leaps and bounds, so tiny   That our eyes cannot see      And how does a bud   Decide it's a rose   Perhaps there's a time   When it somehow knows it      Can you tell the moment?   If there's such a moment   When you just become   What you were not before      Is there any sign or warning   Or do you awake one morning   Knowing that you must have turned   A special corner?      Maybe in an April shower   Something tells a bud to flower   What is it that tells you   You're a child no more