Petunia
In gardens fair, where colors bloom,
Petunias dance in whispered grace,
Their vibrant hues dispel the gloom.
With petals soft as velvet plume,
They weave a tale of love's embrace,
In gardens fair, where colors bloom.
In golden light, their beauty looms,
A symphony of charm and space,
Their vibrant hues dispel the gloom.
Amidst the breeze, they gently groom,
Each delicate curve, each fragile lace,
In gardens fair, where colors bloom.
They banish shadows, chase the doom,
Their essence, a divine solace,
Their vibrant hues dispel the gloom.
Oh, petunias, in sweet perfume,
Your presence, a celestial trace,
In gardens fair, where colors bloom,
Your vibrant hues dispel the gloom.
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Jay Narain
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