In the morning I would be Glory
At noon perhaps a rose.
Jasmine at night
A pure delight.
For the discriminating nose.

I would welcome garden fairies
Give nectar to the bee.
The butterfly
would flutterby
To say hello to me.

The dew I'ld put in teacups
t'would only take a drop.
The hummingbird
It has been heard
For tea will make a stop.

The ladybugs would gather near
A bright spot on the bloom.
And Underneath
A bright green leaf
A cool and shaded room.

Yes if I were a fragrant flower
And the gardens were my land
I'd be seen
Dressed up in green
A teacup in my hand.

10/06/2001

Posted on 10/06/2001
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