Magdalena My Muse: Magdalena by the River

By the river she lies, with flowers so wide, Blooming in whispers, with petals untied. Her dark hair flows like the water’s soft song, Merging with nature, where she belongs. In colors that swirl, both tender and bold, Magdalena’s beauty, a story untold. Among flowers and dreams, she silently weaves, A muse by the river, where time gently leaves.