My Lady's Garden
The sun has arisen
To greet the early morn
and drops of dew rest
on the leaves of Eden
The continuous murmur
of a water fount
for wrens to quench their thirst
chirping gossip as the day
moves on and
in her field of promises
she surveys the earthly soil
of what colors to place
and how much time to pursue
an orange hibiscus to the left
a Desert rose to the right
a vandeous orchid on the wall
other species in random
or to lay them in tandem
and slowly they begin to sprout
breaking out of their womb
tapestries of color
joining in a birthday song
and after they flower
she sits for a while
and anxiously waits
to see them smile
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Garden
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