The way you bring me flowers on random,
Is like a sweet surprise, a gesture so random,
It brightens up my day, and fills my heart with joy,
It’s a simple act of love, that nothing can destroy.
Your love is like a garden, blooming with care,
Each flower a symbol, of the love we share,
It’s a reminder that love is not just a feeling,
It’s an action, a choice, a way of healing.
Your random acts of love, are like drops of rain,
Nourishing our love, and washing away the pain.