Pink, with elegant, sun-loving petals, scented,
plush and lush, like hued nebulae, suspended.
Preoccupied with visitors, south wind and rain,
plum butterflies and more, ever coming again!
Pretty prestige; minty green, garden's delight,
Pearly pink buds, under nomad clouds of white,
Peaceful in nature, like a silvery moon at night.
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What joy your floral poems are! They shine, as most brilliant poetic stars. With such great beauty and floral grace. Thank you!
You are most welcome. Thank you for your words of pure delight.