GARDENS.

In gardens, fields, and meadows fair, Among the fragrant, balmy air, Blossoms bloom in hues so bright, A symphony of color, a wondrous sight. Each petal holds a whispered tale, Of love and loss, and dreams set sail, Their fragrance lingers, soft and sweet, A timeless dance, in nature's beat. In tender buds and blooms so rare, Hope and beauty fill the air, They nod and sway, in gentle hour, A timeless symbol of nature's power.