What do you think of this poem?

Flowers








Sweet scents and fragrances fill the air!


Beautiful colours on plants for us to share.


Tall ones short ones, some for us to pick.


Some grow on their own; some tied to a stick.


Bobbing their heads in a soft gentle breeze.


Growing peacefully growing just to please.


Roses, Iris’s, Gladiolas just to name a few.


All look nice in the early morning dew.


Growing in the garden or growing in the meadow,


They grow with colours strong or colours oh so mellow.


Where ever they are they strive to please.


Smell them gently or they will make you sneeze!


Bees buzzing busy pollinating, nectar they drink.


Butterflies visit to add their charm and leave before we blink.


All kinds of insects come to them to feed.


Then they drop their petals to make their seed.


Then through the winter’s snow and the cold rain,


They slowly grow and in the spring they bloom once again.


Reds yellows pinks the colours come in showers.


Nothing can match the beauty found in flowers.

What do you think of this poem?
It's very elegant and sweet. Your a true poet... and you know it. ;)