In gardens where the flowers dance,
A symphony of colors bloom,
Each petal tells a tale of chance,
Nature’s whispers in the room.
Roses blush with crimson grace,
Lilies stand in purest white,
Sunflowers turn to warm embrace,
Daisies basking in the light.
Tulips rise to greet the dawn,
Violets hum a tender tune,
Orchids, delicate and drawn,
Underneath the silver moon.
In this meadow, life unfolds,
A tapestry of hues and scent,
Stories in each flower told,
Nature’s love is softly lent.