Petunia

Petunia in the garden was a sight,

So lively, vibrant and full of life.

The petals were a rich, deep pink,

And the blossom emitted a heavenly scent.

The bees fluttered around all day,

Gathering nectar and pollen in their pay.

Petunia was the focus of attention,

Shining with the beauty of the sun’s reflection.

The gardeners admired from a far,

Admiring her with sight and awe.

The garden was a sight to see,

Filled with beauty, love and glee.

Petunia was a magical sight,

Bringing joy and delight.

A symbol of beauty and grace,

Her smile warmed up the place.