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In fields of green and golden hue,
Wildflowers sweetly bloom.
Their petals soft as morning dew,
Their fragrance fills the room.
The bees, they dance from bloom to bloom,
Collecting nectar fair.
Their busy hum, a sweet perfume,
Filling the summer air.
A fleeting beauty, wild and free,
A moment to behold.
A treasure for the eye to see,
And memories to unfold.
So let us cherish nature's grace,
And all its wonders rare.
For in this world, a sacred space,
Wildflowers everywhere.