Through the window came the ray,
Piercing through glass to find its way,
Upon the pot where you would bloom,
Amid the silence of my room.
A fragile bud, so close to wilt,
Yet with some water softly spilt,
You lifted up with graceful power,
And bloomed into a beautiful flower.
Your beauty shone, a sight divine,
More radiant than any kind,
You loved the sun, embraced the rain,
And danced in joy through joy and pain.
You gave to me a gift so pure,
A love that time would not offer,
With every petal, soft and bright,
You filled my heart with endless light.
Now when I see you standing there,
I find a love beyond compare,
For in your bloom, I see the truth,
That love can heal and bring new youth.
Very soulful!
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