In the gentle dawn, flowers bloom,
Whispering secrets to the morning air.
Petals unfurl in delicate grace,
Painting the world in colors rare.
Dewdrops cling to each tender leaf,
Reflecting the first rays of day.
Nature’s symphony softly begins,
As blossoms dance and sway.
The fragrance of dreams and hopes,
Wafts through the fields, so pure and bright.
Each flower tells a story of love,
In the whispering blooms of morning light.
From the humble daisy to the regal rose,
Every petal holds a tale untold.
A garden of poetry in silent prose,
In the heart of natureâs fold.