The Colors of Life's Flowers
Painted on a deep blue backdrop, As if this winding life is veiled in mystery's wrap. Some flowers in a clear vase reside, Like our mistakes woven in varied tide.
The Colors of Life's Flowers
Pain ted on a deep blue backdrop,
As if this winding life is veiled in mystery's wrap.
Some flowers in a clear vase reside,
Like our mistakes woven in varied tide.
White, simple daisies, a symbol of peace,
Beside them, orange's warm release.
Yellow seems to give a shimmer of laughter,
Red, with emotion smeared, sometimes brings thereafter.
Green leaves awaken hope in the heart,
Hidden are moments when sorrows impart.
Like the fragile glass vase, so is life's array,
Yet beauty it spreads, finding meaning along the way.
The play of light and shadow, as in the art,
Joy and sorrow mingle in our earthly part.
Sometimes bright, sometimes it fades and wanes,
Yet life remains in its own vibrant strains.
As one flower may yearn to fall away,
A new bud also strives towards the day.
Likewise, in life, farewells will appear,
Who can escape the new dawn drawing near?
This bouquet is like the song of life's own,
A contribution of varied hues, uniquely sown.
As long as this beautiful world shall remain,
May human life be like these flowers' reign.
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