One Day

Every day they bloom, when the sun rises,

Every day they wither, when the sun sets,

Their families, colors, smells, shapes

All are different;

They will beam, when with their family

They will frown, when segregated,

Some will be bright, some will be dull

Some with rich aroma, spread fragrances

Some with odorless, but looks beautiful;

When one is born, it will be in the form of a bouquet

When one dies, it will be in the form of a wreath

They spread happiness when one looks at them

But all these ends within,

ONE DAY

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Thank you, my beloved readers, for the time you spent to read this,

-AGALYA (Agal)

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