A dull room of gray and white

Must be sparked by a vibrant sight

Freshly scented and wishful

You could make this place beautiful

All the colors that one could envision

Requires a unique disposition

Tall, verdant stocks leap to the sky

Anchored to the dirt as leaves unify

As little bugs crawl up to your fullest height

Buds like a teacup could hold the rain insight

Closed you may be, smooth to the touch

But you flourish and open up when treated as such

Blissful and delicate when added to the room

The sunshine strengthens your full bloom

One must be dutiful

To ensure that you could make this place beautiful