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Flowers Bloom in Joy

Flowers bloom in joyful grace,

Bringing colors to every place.

Once a little bud, so shy,

Now it smiles beneath the sky.

Morning dew upon it gleams,

Waking softly from its dreams.

Golden sunlight warms its face,

Filling it with love and grace.

The flower knows its days are few,

Yet it blooms with colors new.

It never asks how long it stays,

It simply brightens passing days.

Though its petals fade and fall,

Its sweet fragrance lives through all.

A life that makes another smile,

Leaves a memory all the while.

May we too, like flowers, be,

Gentle, kind, and proud to see.

Not with pride, but love we show

How much light our hearts can glow.

Though our time on earth is brief,

May we give others hope and belief.

And when our final days are done,

May our love remain with everyone.