Garden Romance
Gladiolas, peonies, lilacs and roses, too,
Are here in my garden, but where are you?
Tulips, daffodils, hyacinth, begonia, as well,
But, where are you, darling? I cannot tell.
Ah, but behind the arch where my roses display
I see your sweet smile, do you want to play?
Don’t step on my flowers as you tiptoe about.
You’re the true flower, I can’t live without.
Speak sweetly to me as you tease and you dance.
Thank you, my darling, for this garden romance
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