Amidst the singing birds, I hear your voice,
In colorful dahlias, I search for your beauty,
through your eyes, I've learned to admire,
Nature's dance in every living swirl.
In the blossoming spring, your lovely craft,
In the gentle breeze, your warm embrace,
Streams mimic your graceful dance,
Proud peacocks copy your stylish walk.
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