Tag Archives: Flowers

White Dahlia

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In the garden’s hush, under daybreak’s veil

Blooms the white dahlia, pure and pale

Petals whisper secrets, soft and bright

A symphony of silence in dawn’s first light

Elegance in form, grace in every fold

A tale of beauty in hues untold

Innocence and peace, a spirit so slight

The white dahlia stands as a beacon of light

Amidst the colors, bold and loud

It stands serene, a gentle shroud

A silent prayer, a quiet song

In the heart of the garden, where it belongs

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Pink Dahlia

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In the garden where the sunbeams play

A pink dahlia stands in a bright array

Petals soft as twilight’s gentle sigh

Whispers of beauty beneath the sky

A blush of dawn on each delicate fold

Stories of summers in hues so bold

With a heart of gold, it sways in grace

A tender smile on nature’s face

Pink dahlia, bloom so fair

A song of love in the light air

In your beauty, the world finds cheer

A fleeting moment, forever dear

-Pink Dahlia-

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Blue Dahlia

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Amid the garden’s emerald sea

Stands a bloom of the rarest hue

A blue dahlia whispering softly

In a language, only nature knew

Petals unfold like ink in water

Tracing dreams in sapphire light

A symphony of silent laughter

Beneath the stars, through the night

No thorns to mar its tender grace

Yet resilient in its gentle sway

A quiet strength, a timeless face

At the dawn of each new day

Colors woven from the sky

A tapestry of twilight’s hue

The blue dahlia, standing by

A mystery that forever grew

In its reflection, we see our souls

Fragile, fleeting, yet endlessly true

A fleeting glimpse of nature’s goals

In the heart of a dahlia blue!

-Blue Dahlia-

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Bloom!

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Beauty all around, beauty like springtime flowers bursting with joy

Love in the air, love in me, dancing to my own beat

Open to the fresh air, chirping bird’s beautiful sounds

Overflowing with happiness, a natural bliss

Moving and shaking about, the beat in my body, dancing to the sounds of spring, happiness, joy, and love.

Bloom like a beautiful spring flower!

-Bloom-

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