Flower mornings, oh so sweet, Dew-kissed petals, gentle treat. Soft as sunrise, pure as light, Fragrant blooms, a wondrous sight. In morning's embrace, they unfold, Radiant beauty, young and old. Their delicate charm, a gift to see, A symphony of beauty, wild and free. ©twisha ray Flower rise up #Flower #MondaySpeaks #trnojo28
