Should I have sccumbed to this enchating sight?
Endless beauty holds me back, a constant fight
Butterfly dance, reveling in my delay,
Roses backon, thier allure, s sweat serenade to stay
As if a great mystery, insilence, lies and keeps
This scene, a dream like fantasy, so divine
Yet, I mustn't let beauty cloud my mind
Responsibilities call, I mustn't stray
For in this heaven, I can work better, come what may
Often in joy, their hearts a glow, but in comforts embrace
They let diligence go
Though, that's the moment to roll up ones sleeves,
For in hard work true beauty and dreams, it retrieves