In the garden where time softly sighs,
Petals unfurl under the watchful skies.
A tapestry of hues, both bold and shy,
Weaving tales as the gentle winds pass by.

Roses blush in the dawn’s first embrace,
Lilies stand tall with elegant grace.
Sunflowers turn to the golden sun’s face,
Each bloom a story, each leaf a trace.

Beneath the moon’s tender, silvery glow,
Daisies giggle in the shadows below.
Orchids whisper secrets in a delicate show,
As violets cast dreams that softly flow.

The fragrance of blossoms fills the night air,
A symphony of nature beyond compare.
In the silent whispers, a love laid bare,
The language of flowers, forever to share.