In the early light of dawn, a miracle unfolds,
Petals unfurl, whispering secrets untold.
The garden awakens in a burst of hues,
A canvas alive with pinks, reds, and blues.

Each bloom, a story of resilience and grace,
Dancing freely, finding their place.
They sway with the breeze, a gentle ballet,
Painting the air with a fragrant bouquet.

Beneath the sun’s warm, golden kiss,
Flowers bloom in a moment of bliss.
A symphony of colors, vibrant and bright,
Transforming the world with their light.

As day turns to dusk, the petals close tight,
Resting in the calm embrace of night.
Yet in dreams, they prepare for the morn,
When once again, new blooms will be born.