Soft Poetry By Sand***

She walks among the garden with a big bow in her hair
Morning glories bow their heads as soon as she appears
Roses bloom profusely and their fragrance fills the air
The flower child named Blue Bell is here

A gentle blush of spring time, appears when she is near
The sparkle in her eyes lights up the flowers everywhere
Perfume wafts throughout the garden, mingling with the leaves
Morning glories climb the trellis, just so they can see

Gentle child with rosy cheeks and eyes blue as the sky
She carries flowers everywhere to spread some warm sunshine
She bends to touch a red rose, a twinkle in her eye
She'll give it to her mama as a birthday surprise