MY FLOWERS GROW IN BRIGHTEST HUE
SWEET-SCENTING IN THE MORNING DEW,
WITH BEES THAT VISIT AND ENJOY THEIR OFF’RING
AND MOTHER BIRDS THAT GUIDE THEIR OFF-SPRING
THEY STALK AROUND AND SHOW THEIR CARE
AND POINT TO FOOD, THEIR CHICKEN’S FARE.
A GENTLE BREEZE KEEPS WAFTING THROUGH,
SWAYS FLOWERS GENTLY TO AND FRO.
WITH MIND AND BODY GREATLY OVERWHELMED,
A GRATEFUL PRAYER TO MY DEAR GOD IS HELD
FOR HIS CREATION: FOR FLOWERS SO BRIGHT
FOR CREATURES, ALL IN THE SUNNIEST LIGHT!
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