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Summer Flowers
“flowers and friends both bring color to my world.” ~~ The Poet ~~
There was spring in the air. He saw Summer in her smile.
He watched her pass by, sometimes she would linger a while.
Gazing at the flowers in his garden, her pretty face so fair.
He saw Summer in her smile. There was spring in the air.
One day as she passed, he was attending his flowers outside.
She remarked, “your garden is wonderful it must give you pride”
Looking into her beautiful eyes, so glad he was talking to her at last.
He was attending his flowers outside, one day when she passed.
“That’s true my garden is the pride of the street, I just have a knack”
He told of some special blooms growing in a glass house out back.
“I’d love to see them, maybe you could show me next time we meet”
I just have a knack, that’s true my garden is the pride of the street.
Seeing what grows in his glass house, she was delighted and in awe.
She was in raptures and couldn’t believe just what she saw.
He had taken some Summer rain and created a rainbow rose.
In his glass house, she was delighted and in awe, seeing what grows.
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