The plants

Plants growing in the sunny meadow,
Sprouting their multiple buds,
Blooming and brightening the fields. 
People come and relish these flowers, 
Taking in the beautiful fragrance.
Making their ordinary days special.

Bottle brushes, wattles, and grevilleas too,
Swaying in the light breeze,
Under the energizing sun.
Providing coolness and shelter on those hot sunny days,
Plants are for our furtherance. 
Giving us oxygen for our continuance.
Let’s take better care of them.