Well, well, well! It is time to tell the tale, of buds that went blooming or is it blooming buds! We will find out as we go on! But it is time to script the tale, or is it tail? You decide...
Well, there were buds blooming
Full hibiscus and roses looming
The buds scripted their own tale
A glorious one without fail
From not quite ready, to a little unfurling
From tightly packed to uncurling
From fully flowered to on the way out
These lovely colors deserve the shout-out
Shalini said Canna, Gladioli was Vivek's counter
Human-made nature's screeners
They made for a beautiful encounter
Against the water flowing
Flowers were glowing
And then there were the walks
Garnering pix that became center of talks
Dried flowers shooting fragrances on the breeze
Asmita's gems still do astound
As Vivek features them one more time around
While it was on its daily run
Pinks, violet, whites did in join
Amazing juxtapositions did they coin
Nature has decided she must blaze
In all random hues, her shades must amaze
Yellows, pinks, reds, earth and sky do meld
On her palette wondrously held
The Rise of the Rose
Oh, so beauteously did they pose
Rain-brushed roses and blooms so strong
Mightily the wind tried, couldn't take them along
They were determined to sing their full song
Pumpkins, geese, mums, leaves and more
These Shashi collected by the score
Who'd think that fall is nigh
Glazes glorious hold spirits high
Flowers names to clearly discern
Some are cute, some are short
Some clearly make us snort
Women's tongue tree
Set me on a giggling spree
Codiaeum variegatum
Made me go umm hmm-mm!
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