Bluebells on White
A border bright, a cerulean hue,
Where sapphire blooms unfurl anew.
Each bell, a drop of summer sky,
On slender stalks that gently sigh.
With porcelain touch, they softly gleam,
A fairy's crown, a whispered dream.
Their fragrance sweet, a light perfume,
That fills the air, dispels the gloom.
White, a canvas, pure and stark,
A backdrop for the floral spark.
A symphony in shades of blue,
Where nature's brushstrokes paint anew.
From bud to bloom, a graceful sway,
They dance and twirl throughout the day.
A crown of beauty, light and free,
Bluebells on white, for you and me.
I hope you like it!
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