Flowers


Flowers and blossoms are,
Tiny petals of bright color,
Swaying and dancing in the wind.
Little figures bending,
Beneath a bluish rim.

Hughes of different shade.
Of tender pink and dotted chocolate black.
Swaying to and fro, in a vibrant pack.

Back and forth, back and forth they sway.

Placed sleeping in a garden of ruby red or girly swirly pink.
Blossoms all around, no matter where you look.

On top the sturdy trees of wood.
Or sown on cloth with thread.
Placed on designs of lovely color,
And even upon some heads.

Lovely flowers, different sizes,
Sway murmuring kindly hellos.
Waving to and fro.
Elegant pretty figures of golden sunny yellow,
some of starry midnight blue,
small tiny presents, just for you.

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