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A Garden's Verse

In a garden of hues and scents divine,

Where flowers bloom, their colors entwine,

Petals soft as whispers in the breeze,

Each one a story, dancing with ease.

Blossoms reaching for the golden sun,

As nature's artwork is beautifully spun.

Roses red, a symbol of love's embrace,

Tulips standing with elegance and grace.

Amidst the daisies, laughter takes flight,

Lifting spirits with pure delight.

In this garden, a poet's heart unfurls,

A symphony of flowers, a dance of pearls.