Blossoms And Blooms Poem by Vera Sidhwa

The blossoms and blooms frolicked in the breeze.
They did this dancing with so much ease.
The blossom asked the bloom, whether it could be his friend.
The bloom said yes, since friendship was the trend.

I could see that in this pretty garden.
No jealousy, nor hatred existed.
The blossom and the bloom danced together.
Since they had each other befriended.

The story of the blossom and bloom,
Will go one you see,
Because where there is no vice,
It can go on till eternity.