Oh, my lovely flower, so gentle, so fair, Whispering secrets to the sunlit air. Petals soft as a morning's hue, Blushing in shades of crimson and blue.
Your fragrance dances in twilight's glow, A melody sweet, only hearts can know. With every breeze, your grace does sway, A silent waltz in the light of day.
Roots hold steady, firm in the ground, Yet your beauty soars, knows no bound. A symbol of hope, love's true art, Forever cherished in my heart.
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