This is my garden,
flowered roses..
with thorns in arms,
but surrounded with-
hearty fragrances....
this is my garden, where
there is only roses
but usually I alone..
dreams of daffodils,
yes, the fine daffodils
to dance in my orchard,
even if i haven't seen,
any daffodils in my life,
i hope........................!
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