Challenge
Write a poem describing your favorite flower as if it were a person
Scented Joy
She grows in hidden places,
And lures me with her scent,
I search but cannot find her,
But never feel lament,
Her name is Purple Lady,
An Orchid oh so rare,
And though I cannot hear her,
Her words drift everywhere,
Her form is omnipresent,
Yet hidden from my view,
This flora is incessant,
As beautiful as you.
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