A bouquet of flowers
Fresh fragrances like the bowers
Lovely hues of yellow-orange and white
Full of life and delight
Streams of joy and glee
Eyes couldn’t wait filled with the sea
A gift of love and gratitude
A feeling of special just exude
A beautiful thing of affection and care
Wonderful moments and emotions in the air
A thing which is tender but something rare
Flowers wither but the moments will always be there.