"Beauty in the Eye of the Beholder"

Life would be so bland
Every morning would be so dark
Everything would feel the same
If gardens were never showered
It's just as beautiful as your eyes
A typical growing season
Sun means life, rain means blood
Every daffodil, every daisy
The brilliant sunrise you see
The beautiful butterflies that flutter here and there
When I watch the color of the flower fade to black and white
I remember what it used to look like different colors we could paint it
But this morning just in a good mood, as always you left me with a smile.
~*~
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