Sashee

In the garden of dreams where wonders grow, There blooms a name with a gentle glow, Blossom, a whisper of springtime's grace, A dance of petals in a sunlit space. In hues of pink and softest white, Your name unfolds in morning light, With every syllable, a bloom unfurls, A testament to nature's pearls. Blossom, you bring the scent of May, A promise of warmth on a chilly day, In your name, the world finds cheer, A bloom that whispers, "Spring is here." Each letter, a petal, delicate and fine, Together, they create a fragrant line, In the meadow of words, your name does rise, A flower that captivates, that never dies. So carry your name like a cherished bloom, Brighten the world, dispel the gloom, For in Blossom, beauty's spirit thrives, A name that forever, in hearts, survives.