Flower mornings, oh so sweet,
Dew-kissed petals, gentle treat.
Soft as sunrise, pure as light,
Fragrant blooms, a wondrous sight.
In morning's embrace, they unfold,
Radiant beauty, young and old.
Their delicate charm, a gift to see,
A symphony of beauty, wild and free.
©twisha ray
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