In hues of gentle purple, violet, pink,
A textured realm, where fragrances link.
Morning's glow or twilight's hush,
A garden whispers, a tranquil lush.
"Mother's Day - Every Day!" it sings,
Peachy warmth, soft floral springs.
Bouquets of white in gentle breeze,
A fragrant dance among the trees.
In twilight's mystery, dawn's soft hue,
A garden blooms, where dreams come true.
Lost in petals, fragrant grace,
The soulful garden, my serene space.
 
Inspired by artwork of Kristina Brilkova