>Race flowers, whose radiant colors gleam
Like jewels set in Nature's diadem,
What graceful forms, what tints so rare,
What delicate shapes, beyond compare!
Beneath the soft refreshing dew of morn,
Each flower unveils its petals newly born,
Their fragile beauty, pure and sweet,
A symphony of colors, heaven sent.
The daffodils, in golden splendor rise,
Their cheerful blooms a sight that fills us with surprise,
With petals spread, like sunshine's gentle rays,
They dance and sway in the morning's haze.
With stately poise, the lilies grow,
Their ivory blooms a purity bestow,
Fragrant blossoms grace the garden scene,
A symbol of innocence and dreams serene.
In clusters tight, the violets bloom,
Their subtle fragrance fills the air with sweet perfume,
Soft shades of purple and blue they display,
A gentle charm, in their unassuming way.
Like a fiery flame, the poppies stand tall,
Their crimson petals, a vision that enthralls,
Bold and vibrant, they command attention,
Their beauty, a gift of pure invention.
The daisies dance in the soft meadow grass,
Their petals white as clouds that pass,
With golden centers, bright and gay,
They bring joy and cheer to the weary way.
Each flower, a masterpiece with a unique grace,
Adding beauty and wonder to every place,
From tiny blooms to those that reach for the sky,
A chorus of colors, that delight the eye.
In fields and forests, they bloom so grand,
Wildflowers paint the landscape with a lavish hand,
A testament to nature's boundless creativity,
A world where artistry reigns over adversity.
So let us marvel at these floral displays,
Their delicate beauty, a source of endless praise,
For in their presence, we find peace profound,
A reminder that beauty in nature knows no bounds.