Whispers of the Garden
In the garden where the shadows play,
Beneath the sun's warm, golden ray,
The flowers dance in the colours bright,
Whispering secrets, pure delight.
A gentle breeze begins to sigh,
As birds take wing and soar on high,
The trees stand tall, there leaves a-glow.
In the nature's arms, times seem to flow.
At dusk, the stars begin to gleam,
And night unfolds like a soft dream.
In the serene, enchanted space,
The heart finds peace, a warm embrace.
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