🌸 Flowers

They’re gifts, they’re presents

They never run us errands.

But yet they’re loved, yet respected

Never them doing us harm have we suspected.

They lift our spirits, keep us content,

Flowers do not take but always lend.

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They’re white, pink, blue

Such different hues

With a fragrance calming to the mind

They’re absolutely divine!

Some smell of scented sandalwood, they put us in a trance

And the smell of purple lavander makes us wanna dance.

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We use them in Β bouquets that give us joy and hope

These are the best gifts for which one will vote.

They have fragrance and colour

They work together Β like a sister and brother

Together they have a supersonic power

To entrance and give joy -its the power of a flower.

Β ~

ARSHIA VORAΒ