The Beauty of Flowers

Flowers gleam and glow

Bright colours flow

In the air they swish and swash           

But on land they become all squash

Seeds from the berry

Gets carried in the air

Flowing with the wind until it's right

Slowly growing out such a sight

When they bloom

There is a fume 

Soft and sweet

Wafting in the room

We need to take good care

Water and sunlight will make it flare 

Colours so strong scent so sweet

Let us not ruin all the beauty we see