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Little pansy faces
Smiling up at me,
Grace my pretty garden
Of a floral sea.

Roses pink and lovely,
Scent the morning air,
Their beauty is delicate
And far beyond compare.

Peonies with showy heads
In colorful array,
Irises of waving flags,
A fleurs-de-lis display.

Topiary bushes,
Sculptured by God's Hand,
Statues of goddesses
And gods of promised land.

Roses climbing trellises,
Entwined by ivy vines,
And just beyond the garden hedge,
Stand the whispering pines.

Lilies-of-the-valley
Line my garden path,
Graceful bells of snowy white
Surround the songbirds' bath.

An endless well for wishing,
The fairies hold it dear,
And only friends of angels,
May ever venture near.

Just beside the garden gate,
There is a little sign,
"Earth Angel's Haven"
~ A Garden Divine ~

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