Gardenia
In your garden, I am gardenia,
My petals pure, a fragrant white,
Bloom, forever bright,
A symphony of scents it exudes.
Petals soft as whispers in the breeze, Amidst the birds, bees, butterflies, and chipmunks.
Gardenia stands with grace, A vision of loveliness, a pure delight.
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