Whispers of November
A whirl of tranquility, And delight wrapped in one... That's my favorite crysanthemum! Moon couldn't alone spread love, Each petal thus God created in heavens above! White petals encircled around the golden sun... Stillness shaped like a flower, Crysanthemums defy frost in the cold hour. The last color before winter's hush, Crysanthemums in pinks and whites m ake the skies blush! Whispers of gold before gray. Lovers exchange them as token of love, more than words could ever say! They bloom when other flowers die, Strength speaks in firm stems, They're unique, when all others fade, the shine like gems Autumn's call, Their season is fall! I love to have a collection of crysanthemums in my room, So one look of them can make me smile even in gloom, Collect them one by one! Color by color, I'll gather them, like rays twinkling from sun, They sparkle, shine, and light my den. Circular blooms, arranged with grace, Gold centres glowing, a radiant face! It's like the...