Although I had always adored flowers, I had never had a green thumb;
And while I tried awfully hard, my efforts always had sorry outcomes.
Like the sorrow of old garden roses, during the unanticipated drought,
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Beautifully composed poem on the dream of a garden, beautiful and fragrant. It definitely indicates the sensitivw and emotional beauty of the poet's heart
Another wonderful story! ! ! Great imagery, rhyme and flow. A pleasure to read. Captivating and so mellifluous when read.
Beautiful poem about the garden. I was scared to see a garden eith only one fragrance though flowers were different. It was really pathetic condition. But thank God it was only a dream. Beautiful composition.
The words are as beautiful as the flowers Bravo! Bravo!