Where Flowers Bloom

Where Flowers Bloom Time stands still trapped in the nature of my garden bursting with baby-pink peony, golden gerbera and purple hyacinth like dainty ladies to be watered and kept. My heart's a garden where flowers bloom. My garland of red roses, I give to you. I shroud you now in all my hues A Baby’s Breath I promise you. And tell you that I dreamt of you. Enter now fair stranger, from its hedge; step into my world and behold LOVE in colour, scented, perfumed, a maiden Who dreams of you.