In the garden where dreams unfold,
The flowers tell stories untold,
Each petal whispers a silent song,
Of love and beauty, where we belong.
Beneath the azure sky, they bloom,
In vibrant colors, dispelling gloom,
A symphony of hues, so divine,
In their presence, hearts entwine.
The roses with their crimson grace,
The lilies in their pure embrace,
Each flower a symbol, a timeless art,
A gentle touch upon the heart.
As the seasons change, they dance,
In a timeless, magical trance,
Flowers, in their silent power,
Remind us of life’s fleeting hour.