Weclome to my garden
Where abundance you shall find
Birds bathe in the fountain
As the sun shines so kind
At the gate there are roses
So warm and red with color
A bouquet sings a sweet chorus
A thoughtful gift for your lover
Up next there are marigolds
Of a summer sunset hue
Pick some and behold
The life they bring to you
Corners crowned with sunflowers
Like shining bright stars
Take one for its powers
It brings joy near and far
Here are the strawberries
Still green and not yet ripe
Yet what sweetness they’ll carry
So make not a gripe
Forget not the forget-me-nots
Soft and cool and blue
Put some in a pot
To carry memories with you
At the end there is lavender
Violet through and through
One whiff and you’ll smile
The gift of life be true
A bouquet of many colors
How different they may be
There are no others
That can represent me

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