E is for Evening Primrose
Latin name: Oenothera biennis
As twilight falls and shadows grow long,
The Evening Primrose begins its song.
With petals soft as the evening breeze,
It dances in the moonlight with graceful ease.
In gardens quiet, where the stars ignite,
The Evening Primrose blooms so bright.
Its petals unfurl as the day draws to a close,
A symbol of beauty, a sight to behold.
With colors ranging from pale to deep,
The Evening Primrose softly sleeps.
But when the night comes, it awakens with glee,
Filling the air with sweet melody.
So let us pause and admire the sight,
Of Evening Primroses glowing in the night.
For in their bloom, we find a spark,
Of magic and wonder, even in the dark.
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