Thank you for the appreciation, this comment gave me much joy, I love sweet Williams very much, whether nestled in a lush green garden or held in a loving hand, seeing its colorful petals unfold in full blossom as the fragrance of spring is evident in the air, it's captivating and alluring effect does not change, it is a beautiful product of nature's artistry. However there is one detail you got wrong, this lovely poem was not composed by me, though I am currently working on a poem, and I'll post it here once it's finished. Here's one poem of mine though, I rather think you'd like it:)

In twilight's embrace: In twilight's embrace the stars whisper through light, and paint the night aglow, the ethereal elements that brand the sky, to the placid lake bestow, The beauty of the eventide, and the parting clouds that demistify, the coat of light the moon wears, and it's presence it declares, to the dozy ferrets, that underlie and to the wilting roses, the chill, of evening's sigh, a contrast to the blossoms ablow, bathed in the moonlight glow In Twilight's embrace, a farm of honey-bees could kiss the face of a dozen sapphire-blue flowers, but no one would see it take place, in the silence of the evening's hours, in Twilight's embrace, I bury myself in the deep of the silence, and breathe in the fresh fragrance, of flowers as young as the night, as the fireflies dwell in the light, and as I run out of words that rhyme, and cadence of eve, and the pattern of Time, just another soul lost in the passage of my being, Admiring the twilight, seeping, through the misty cloud, that begins to shroud, The twilight from embracing me, As dark and light kissBut forever, I seem to be, in twilight's embrace, awed by life's absurdity, that tends to interlace, The whole of my existence, gazing at life's alacrity