In a garden, serene and bright,
I’ll find my solace, take flight.
Beneath the oak’s protective shade,
Cuckoo’s song, my worries fade.
Among lilies, I’ll gently swing,
Chasing butterflies on graceful wing.
Under the vast, azure dome,
Sun’s warm embrace, I’ll call home.
In this haven, worries find their rest,
No burdens weigh upon my chest.
Here, I’ll nurture what I choose,
Ferns, cacti, or vibrant hues.
In this garden, dreams take flight,
A realm of magic, pure delight.
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