A garden of marigolds....orange, yellow and rust,
Bright, soft and rich, touched with golden dust.
Quiet and regal, sun kissed and fair,
Basil-citrus fragrance that mellows the moist air.
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Nishu, very nice, when I read you poem, it brought back memories of my mother and her love of flowers.