Pink Dahlia Blooms

This spring, pink dahlia blooms
Burst forth in vibrant hues
Their beauty is enough to consume
All who stop to count on their views

Petals soft akin to angel's wings
With shades that dance and play
A symphony of pinks that sing
And brighten up the day

Their centers, golden and bright
A beacon for all to foresee
Drawing in bees and butterflies
To sip nectar and be free

In gardens, fields, and pots they grow
A sight to behold and admire
A reminder that nature's flow
Is a source of beauty, never to tire

So let us stop and bear a pause
To appreciate these gifts of spring
Pink dahlia blooms, with their cause
To bestow joy and happiness, they sing.

Written: June 9, 2023

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Vijay Pandit

June 9, 2023 at 1:47 PM

Beautiful, delightful flowers. Your poem captures their brilliance and beauty.

Anne-Lise Andresen

June 9, 2023 at 11:54 AM

- A beautiful poem and a beautiful flower ... I enjoy spring one hundred percent ... being outside and looking at the beauty - hugs

Valsa George

June 9, 2023 at 9:07 AM

"A sight to behold and admire/ A reminder that nature's flow/ Is a source of beauty, never to tire" So very correct. How can these blooms ever tire our eyes? Indeed they are a delight. Your wonderful pen has drawn such a pen picture of them that it can capture all eyes! Both the image and the poem are equally arresting !