Flowers Flowersof all colors andshades
You don't dance for Oscars!
You dance only with wind to the tune of silence
Spreading the petals like angel wings
You enter the ACT of morning with dew drops
And exit the last scene with evening rays
Shakespeare wrote thirty four forhumans
Breathed his last without penning a single play for flowers
Wordsworth Shelley Keats and all
Scribbled here and there about you that is all
Rose you are beautiful of all perfect on girl's ear side hair
Jasmine your spotless white and scent is best on black hair
Flowers you make collectively make a bouquet
Presented girl holds close to her heart on her birthday!
Flowers you don't dance for Oscars dance with wind only
Sing a song in silence and dance for me exclusively!
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