FLOWERS

In the heart of the garden, a floral delight,

Geraniums bloom, a mesmerizing sight.

Their petals adorned in hues so bold,

Crimson and pink, a story to be told.

Amidst lush green leaves, they sway,

Graceful dancers in nature's grand ballet.

With fragrant whispers, they enchant,

In the wild's embrace, they gallantly plant.

Through sunlit days and gentle rain,

Jungle geraniums, a colorful refrain.

A symphony of beauty, they unfurl,

In the wilderness, a cherished pearl.

Amidst the jungle's verdant grace,

Yellow geraniums bloom, a vibrant embrace.

Their petals like sunshine, bright and bold,

A treasure of beauty, a sight to behold.

In the wild, they dance with glee,

A burst of color, untamed and free.

With every breeze, they gently sway,

Bringing joy to nature's play.

Tiny blooms, a splash of gold,

In the wilderness, a story unfolds.

With their charm, the world they bless,

Yellow geraniums, nature's caress.

Amidst the wild, a vine entwined,

Cryptostegia grandiflora, a beauty to find.

With clusters of blooms, purple and grand,

In nature's embrace, a touch of wonderland.

Its rubbery leaves, lush and green,

A verdant canopy, a sight serene.

But beware its charm, for hidden within,

A potential invader, a tale of sin.

Once from afar, a foreign guest,

Now spreading fast, with no rest.

A lesson learned, the dangers it brings,

In ecosystems, disrupting the springs.

Yet, let's not forget its allure,

A flower's grace, so pure.

Cryptostegia grandiflora, a story to tell,

In the cycle of life, it casts its spell.

Beneath the sun's warm golden gleam,

Stands Cordia sebestena, a vivid dream.

With fiery blooms, the orange hue,

A symphony of colors, a brilliant view.

Its leaves like emerald hands extend,

A sheltering embrace, a faithful friend.

In tropical lands, where the temperatures soar,

It flourishes with beauty, forevermore.

A beacon of life in the summer's heat,

A sight so rare, a floral treat.

The Orange Geiger tree, a wonder to see,

In nature's gallery, a masterpiece decree.

In my garden, where colors play,

Peafowl flowers bloom, a grand display.

Orange and yellow, a striking blend,

A floral dance that won't soon end.

Like peacocks proud, they spread their wings,

Petals unfurl, a beauty that sings.

Orange hues with yellow rays,

A vivid charm that lights our days.

Nature's palette, a painter's delight,

Peafowl flowers, a stunning sight.

In every bloom, a tale unfolds,

Of warmth and joy that nature holds.