Friday, April 19, 2019

The good old botany days..




A beautiful flower with mesmerizing fragrance,
You just don't want to leave the flower,
But then they are so important to the tree
They're reproductive portion of any tree
As I take a closer look at it, botany kicked in
Since it was visible to eyes, started looking at them
The petals, sepals, the carpel and stamen
Even there we have genders that define functions,
With a stigma where pistil, pollen germinates,
That's the powerful female which carries style and overies
Reminded of my botany class and the labs
Where hours were spent to look and study them
Beautiful days with beautiful research,
A simple flower complicated all our lives,
When the exams used to come with questions on flowers!
The good old botany days 😍💕

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