Pansies
In gardens where the pansies bloom,
Their faces bright dispel the gloom.
With petals soft in hues so bold,
They whisper stories yet untold.
A patchwork quilt of purple and gold,
Each flower a memory, cherished and old.
With gentle grace, they nod and sway,
Reminders of hope in the light of day.
As spring awakens, they greet the sun,
A symbol of love, of battles won.
In every blossom, a tale is spun,
Of laughter, joy, and hearts that run.
Oh, pansies dear, with spirits so free,
You mirror the beauty of life’s tapestry.
In your vibrant dance, I find my way,
A source of inspiration, come what may.
My original tune for piano. One of song for project " Bouquet"
If you like it you can find more information here
https://linktr.ee/alona_piano_
Spotify
https://open.spotify.com/track/6jIZLq...