Flowers in the Garden

Sunlight kissed the dewy grass, In our backyard, green and vast. Butterflies danced in morning light, A perfect start to a brand new day, so bright!

Little sprouts, with sleepy heads, Popped right up from their earthy beds. The Flowers woke in colors bold, Stories in their petals to be told.

Crimson, yellow, blue so deep, Their secret nectar, they would keep. Until buzzy friends came zooming near, Banishing any sleepy fear.

The Bees arrived, a happy crew, With fuzzy bodies, gold and new. They zipped and zoomed, a pollen chase, Smiling bee-faces, all over the place!

The Flowers stretched, reaching for the sun, Growing bigger, having lots of fun! Their petals unfurled, a vibrant sight, Drinking sunshine, morning, noon, and night.

The Bees collected golden dust, Buzzing softly, filled with trust. They worked together, side by side, In our backyard, where joy did reside.

From tiny sprouts to blossoms grand, Our Flowers grew across the land. A happy place, for all to see, A Happy Little Garden, wild and free!