In the gentle embrace of dawn’s first light,Fields of tulips awaken from the night.Their vibrant hues a painter’s dream,A tapestry of color by nature’s gentle stream.Each tulip stands in graceful poise,Whispering secrets with a silent voice.Their petals soft, like whispers of the breeze,Dancing in harmony with the swaying trees.Beneath the vast and endless sky,They bloom with beauty, never shy.A symphony of colors, bold yet serene,In fields of tulips, peace is seen.Oh tulips, guardians of the morning’s grace,In your presence, time slows its pace.Your elegance is a gentle reminder,That nature’s art is pure and kinder.