Orange flowers
I don’t know your actual name
Nor do I need to know
For, what is in a name?
A flower is a flower by any name
Like many flowers, you bring joy
You cheer me up
And inspire me to be
As bright and spirited as you
But you are seasonal
And hence special
I wait for you to bloom
To wipe away every sign of gloom
That is likely to loom
From things I assume
Or, during a lull and a vaccum
You bring glory to my balcony
Those little birds love you
And the breeze sways you
Gently, rythmically
When water refreshes you
You can hardly hide your ecstasy
As you blush all shades
between red and yellow
Dear orange flowers
Will you be there for me always?
For, a true nature lover like me
Will be incomplete with you.
I don’t know your actual name
Nor do I need to know
For, what is in a name?
A flower is a flower by any name
Like many flowers, you bring joy
You cheer me up
And inspire me to be
As bright and spirited as you
But you are seasonal
And hence special
I wait for you to bloom
To wipe away every sign of gloom
That is likely to loom
From things I assume
Or, during a lull and a vaccum
You bring glory to my balcony
Those little birds love you
And the breeze sways you
Gently, rythmically
When water refreshes you
You can hardly hide your ecstasy
As you blush all shades
between red and yellow
Dear orange flowers
Will you be there for me always?
For, a true nature lover like me
Will be incomplete with you.
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