In fields of gold, where sunlight weaves

Your petals sway, delicate as lace.

Your leaves whisper in the wind

Your bright colors paint a canvas of love

as birds soar above

As you grow

Your blooms unfold

To make fields of stories, untold

With your wonderful fragrance and

Shining rays of color

Flowers are all sisters and brothers

In Winters’ bite, you shrivel up

But hide in wait, for the sun

In Springs’ embrace, you thrive.

Through the rain and wind, you stand,

From bud to bloom and back again,

Your life may be short, but you see a lot

Stretched out beyond 

The forests of green and meadows of gold,

What a sight to behold!

Forever cherished, In Nature's home.