Whispers Of The Blooms

“Whispers of the Blooms”

In gardens where the roses dream,

And daisies dance in soft moonbeam,

The flowers speak, though none can hear,

Their tender secrets, pure and clear.

A lily whispers love so true,

Its petals kissed by morning dew,

While violets shyly bow their heads,

In silent prayer, where hearts are wed.

The tulip stands with vibrant grace,

A smile upon its gentle face,

Its colors bright, a lover’s song,

A melody that lingers long.

In every bloom, a tale is spun,

Of hearts entwined, of souls as one.

The flowers know, and softly sigh,

For love is in the earth and sky.