IT'S A FRESH FLOWER BLUE

It's a fresh flower blue.
I wrap it in a sheet.
I love its scent, it's hues.

It sips the mist , the dew
and leaves an odor, treat
It's a fresh flower blue.

Its pets , the bees and crew
they meet, they greet, they eat.
I love its scent, its hues.

From dawn to dusk they woo
and bask in rain or heat.
It's a fresh flower blue .

There's a flower for you
There's one for me . A treat !
I love its scent , its hues.
The day I say adieu
I send you one so sweet .
It's a fresh flower blue
I love its scent , its hue.

~Agatha Lai~

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