When Flowers Bloom

When it's spring it's a surprise.
The glowing stars in the skies.
The flowers all begin to bloom.

And you give them to a wedded bride and groom.
The colors,you can arrange.
And maybe get a chance.

Of a colorful,new romance.
Roses represent grace.
And put a smile on your face.

They come in so many varieties and ways.
Daisies,white petals.
In the cold,midnight rain.

When flowers bloom,you feel no pain.
All the colors on the field.
And the pollen that they shield.

It's like a game of gambling.
You never know what color you will get.
And you pick a bouquet to get wed.

Flowers,you pick them for your lover.
Someone you love,or another.
When petals bloom,it's a daydream far way.

Colorful petals all cross the stone pathway.
If I ever get a rose,no matter the color.
I prefer red.

If I get one from someone, I would love to be wed.
When flowers bloom,their petals shine.
And the pleasure of seeing it with my own eyes is all mine.

It's like colorful ballerinas on the ground.
Away from the muddy ground.
When you see them,they will shine.

They will smile at you,a pleasure all mine.
If I could just travel far away to a busy field.
Filled with colors to the brim.

Believe it or not - the peace it does bring.
Maybe one day,my petals will bloom.
And I will have a lovely,wedded groom.

Maybe not soon,in a month or three.
The flowers will bloom,as bright as can be.
Maybe you will be there with me.

After this winter season ends.
And weather warms up and blends.
The way the sun shines and stands.

Melting away all the snow.
And flowers begin to grow.
As they put on a colorful show for me and you.

And the moon arrives,the sun gone low.
Listen to the stars twinkle and nature flow.
As they slowly bloom and grow.

It will all be worth it at the end.
Just to see mother nature arrive.
And the sun shine and thrive.

Thank you for reading,I cast a spell.
I hope your next spring goes swell.
Flowers, a colorful fairytale.

If only I could live there,too.
The sun will shine.
The pleasure to watch will be all mine.