In the backyard of my house
the sky rests for a while
and fondles with snowy clouds
making the sun smile
lying in the lap of my garden
i close my eyes and breathe
the aroma smell like heaven
flowing in blend with the breeze
the chirping is here and there
on fresh tulips and lilies so blue
the dew as pure as ever
has long been waiting for you
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