They make everything seem bright
A calming soothing heavenly sight
As garland, bunch or in a vase
They spread smiles and gloom erase
Of infinite shape and countless hues. Whichever site one gets or views-
In plants or creepers, bow or tree
On branches, bound in groups, or free.
Still- as in meditative trance
Or swaying rhythmically in dance
Kissed by butterfly, bee or bird
Symphony of color- noiselessly heard
Nourished by the Sun and showers
Beyond beautiful are flowers
Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
Regardless of where you may be found in love this beautiful masterpiece can be
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