Flowers pelted heavily
on ultramarine snow,
Creating quite a special show,
Penguins danced under the
red shaking moonlight,
For humans was such
a romantic plight,
Her face appeared through
the creviced dark
red shaking atmosphere,
Steady winds make them
flowers to move slowly and
shifting to another side of the sea,
Joy...joy as we watched pelting flowers,
The season spring placated our lonely souls,
Leaving brighter smiles owning our faces,
All was filled with pelting flowers,
Red...red...red they were as the
ice cracked like a dizzy mountain
of love
