The
flowers blossomed
In
the hot sun of the day
The
aroma of fragrances
It
makes all worth the wait
The
bees and butterflies
Winged
it around and taste
The
honey free to nipple
The
pollination will spread
The
bright light of the sun
The
flowers reached to the sky
Blooming
wide of many colours
The
fragrances of living graces
When
the day is done
The
evening the flowers wither
All
dry up saying goodbye
Some
will live for tomorrow
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