Roses and Carnations

My Grandma had a golden hands She planted flowers and gardens In the front yard even at the neighbors Red yellow orange violet White purple roses and carnations With such elegance she professed The fragrance aromatic Roses and carnation Oh! such an array of beautiful fluorescence Of God banquet grandeur planted Flowers I miss the rain that's showers planted In the ground by my grandma's hand She kneeled down blossoms of sweet nectar Radiant pedals putting my eyes in a trance All the joy my nose cry for more of the fragrance Blossoms of sweet nectar so radiant paddles Putting my eyes in a trance wonderful smells making my nose want to dance Smile as they fly in and out deliciously sucking the nectar from the plant I'm in such radiation caught blowing up trapped in the fragrance of roses and carnations