In the tender morning light, they rise,
Petals unfurl, a gentle surprise.
Colors dance in the softest breeze,
Flowers bloom, hearts find ease.

Each blossom tells a story, sweet,
In fragrant whispers, they softly greet.
Dew-kissed dreams on petals lie,
Beneath the vast and open sky.

Nature’s palette, so rich and bright,
A symphony of colors in morning light.
Every hue, a note so pure,
In flowers’ bloom, we find our cure.

As the sun ascends the sky,
Blooms reach out, embracing high.
A tapestry of life, so grand,
Flowers blooming, hand in hand.