In a dawn of blush, the flowers wake,
Soft pink petals, a gentle ache.
Each bloom whispers, a tale to share,
Of tender beauty, beyond compare.
Born of spring’s kiss and twilight’s hue,
A fleeting moment in shades of dew.
The golden heart of each flower glows,
A story of love, where time slows.
Crafted in light, a blossom's grace,
A memory held in a timeless space.
Blush blooms eternal, their whispers sing,
Of life's soft promise in the heart of spring.
~ Faeq Motiwala