In the garden of autumn, a palette unfolds, Where flowers of brilliance, their stories told. A symphony of colors, a sight to behold, Nature’s brush strokes, a canvas of gold.
Crimson dahlias, like rubies in the sun, Petals unfurling, a ballet begun. Their fiery glow, second to none, A tapestry of warmth, a season’s fun.
Golden marigolds, a sunlit delight, Bursts of sunshine, dispelling the night. Amber and orange, a pure delight, Harbingers of joy, in the soft twilight.
Mauve chrysanthemums, a regal bloom, Whispers of elegance, in nature’s room. Autumn’s crown, in the fading gloom, A fragrant enchantment, in full bloom.
Violets shy, in the cool shade, A gentle presence, in hues displayed. Purple whispers, secrets conveyed, In autumn’s embrace, dreams are laid.
The colors of flowers in this season’s kiss, A harmonious chorus, a moment of bliss. In the tapestry of autumn, love and bliss, Nature’s garden, a haven of pure amiss.