In fields where golden sunsets lay,
The Tanaglove blooms in sweet array.
With petals soft, a gentle grace,
It whispers secrets in earth’s embrace.

Beneath the sky where dreams unfold,
Its colors tell a tale untold.
A symphony of nature’s art,
The Tanaglove touches every heart.

In morning dew and twilight’s gleam,
It dances in the daylight’s beam.
A silent song, a quiet cheer,
The Tanaglove is always near.

So let us cherish this gentle bloom,
Its presence lights the darkest room.
In every petal, every hue,
The Tanaglove’s love comes shining through.