The beauty of the blooming
Is a sight to behold The vibrant colors burst forth
The beauty of the blooming
Is a sight to behold
The vibrant colors burst forth
As if stories are being told
The petals are so delicate
Each one is unique and true
A symbol of new life
A reminder of what's new
The fragrance that fills the air
Brings peace to the soul
A reminder of the world's beauty
And all that it can hold
So let us take a moment
To appreciate the blooming
For it is a gift from nature
That keeps our spirits humming
The beauty of the blooming,
A sight so sweet and true,
A burst of life and color,
In every shade and hue.
The petals soft and delicate,
A fragrant aroma fills the air,
A symbol of new beginnings,
A gift beyond compare.
Nature's canvas comes alive,
As the flowers open wide,
A symphony of beauty,
In every hue and side.
So let us all embrace,
The beauty of the blooming,
For it is a reminder,
Of the magic life is bringing
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