BLUEBELL WOODLANDS
A walk in the bluebell woods,
Is such a delight to see,
A carpet of blue,
Full of magic and mystery.
Flowers shaped like bells,
Petals dance and sway,
So beautiful,
Join me and walk this way.
They thrive in woodlands,
Surrounding the trees,
Found in shaded areas,
Loved by the bees.
A mass of delicate flowers,
In the forest, so blue,
So enchanting,
Brings joy to me and you.
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