In fields of green and gardens bright,
The flowers bloom in pure delight.
Their petals soft, their colors bold,
A sight to see, a story told.

For love is like a flower fair,
It blossoms sweet, without a care.
Its fragrance lingers in the air,
A beauty rare, beyond compare.

Like petals soft, love's gentle touch,
Can bring a heart that's lost, to clutch.
It fills the soul with joy and light,
A love that's true, a love that's right.

So let us cherish flowers and love,
And all the blessings from above.
For in their beauty we can see,
The grace of life, the mystery.

© @rodesa