An ode to Dahlia

Oh my enchantress dahlia, an inspiration to my muse. I remember, meticulously planting your bulbs, so you would bloom in an abundance of colours. I watched your emerald stalk blossom slowly, until your sepal gave birth to elegant petals. Dawn's fresh sun rays glowed to embellish your myriad tones, glittering with dewdrops. You flourished in shades of burgundy and ivory, scarlet with hues of golden saffron and in tones of amaranth and amethyst. Your velvet skin so soft and subtle, seduced bees and butterflies to savour your nectar. From all the flowers that blessed my oasis, you were my queen, so gracefully grandeur, flourishing around my verdant lawn. How I missed you when Autumn arrived.