Dance of the Flowers

As the sun sets on a lovely evening, A field of flowers are elegantly dancing. All aline perfectly so, Swaying to and fro, While the winds move the trees ever so slow, Their petals hold such a graceful flow, Dancing with the wind as it blows. Even though..... This beautiful showing will soon end. While the sun is sinking lower to its rest, But for now.... they take one more joyous bow, As their dance is finally done they are perfectly at rest, For they now they did their best.