P is for Poppy
Latin name: Papaver spp.
In fields of gold, where dreams take flight,
The Poppy blooms, in colors bright.
With petals soft, like silk they sway,
In gardens fair, where thoughts do play.
In shades of red, orange, and gold,
The Poppy blooms, a sight to behold.
Its petals delicate, like whispers they dance,
In fields of wonder, where dreams advance.
With each new day, it paints the sky,
A symbol of hope, where dreams do lie.
Its blooms may fade, but its spirit's strong,
In hearts and fields, where dreams belong.
So let us wander, in fields so wide,
Where Poppies bloom, with colors inside.
For in its bloom, we find a clue,
To beauty and dreams, both old and new.
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