As dawn whispers through the meadow,
Petals unfurl in soft embrace,
Colors paint the earth anew,
In spring’s tender, gentle grace.

The daffodils sway with golden light,
Tulips stand in vibrant rows,
Each blossom sings its own sweet tune,
As the morning sunlight glows.

Beneath the cherry blossoms’ shade,
Pink confetti flutters down,
A fragrant dance upon the breeze,
A crown for nature’s gown.

Spring flowers weave a tapestry,
Of life reborn and dreams set free,
In each bloom, a story told,
Of beauty, hope, and mystery.