Soft petals of a flower fair,
A gentle touch beyond compare.
A fragrant scent that fills the air,
A beauty that's beyond compare.
In hues of pink and blue and gold,
The petals' stories are untold.
Each one a treasure, pure and bright,
A symphony of color, a delight.
With every breeze, they dance and sway,
Like music in a grand ballet.
Their fragile beauty, a wondrous sight,
A moment's joy, a pure delight.
But like all things, their time will pass,
Their beauty fades, yet still it lasts.
For in their essence, memories bloom,
And hearts are filled with sweet perfume.
So cherish every petal's grace,
A fleeting gift that time can't erase.
For in their beauty, life is found,
And joy and love forever abound.
