In a garden of hues and scents divine,
Where flowers bloom, their colors entwine,
Petals soft as whispers in the breeze,
Each one a story, dancing with ease.
Blossoms reaching for the golden sun,
As nature's artwork is beautifully spun.
Roses red, a symbol of love's embrace,
Tulips standing with elegance and grace.
Amidst the daisies, laughter takes flight,
Lifting spirits with pure delight.
In this garden, a poet's heart unfurls,
A symphony of flowers, a dance of pearls.