Where Magical Flowers Bloom Poem by Gerry Legister

There is a place in the world
Where magical flowers bloom,
A place where roses never fade,
I know the deepest passion loves to loom.

In that land of uncloudy day,
magic flowers bloom like rainbow colours
Every petal gives a fragrant spray
Weaving charm of miraculous odours.

Amidst the ambiance of sunshine,
bloomed the silhouette of twilight hues.
Dreamland serenade the tune of time,
In the resplendent glow of beautiful repose.

I am carried away by the magical wind,
To fulfil the daring fantasies endearing.