In the garden where silence blooms,
Whispers of petals softly weave,
A tapestry of colors loom,
In every sunset, hearts believe.

Beneath the arch of willow’s grace,
The daisies dance in gentle breeze,
Their laughter fills the open space,
A symphony among the trees.

Roses blush with secret dreams,
Their fragrance speaks of love’s embrace,
In moonlit nights, their beauty gleams,
A tender touch, a warm solace.

And as the morning dew descends,
The flowers wake with hopeful sighs,
Their journey through the seasons bends,
In nature’s arms, true beauty lies.