She stares with an innocent wonder
At the magnificent showpiece ahead
Skipping lightly on a warm sunny summer
She beheld the beauty within...
Waking to an awesome feat
that takes her to the Garden of Treasures
she breathes in the sweet perfumed breeze..
All along the garden rows
she sees a fashioned row of colors
With butterflies and those buzzing bees
she encounters a real haven of pleasure..
Caught way ahead lay a path that led
to a temple within the Garden of Treasures,
she says a prayer with a little dare
and retreats to her haven of treasure..
Flowers now and flowers then
Oh flowers that leave a woman tender..
O grass of green and a touch of weed
and we have ourselves a Garden of Treasure...
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