In gardens where the wildflowers sing,Emily walks with gentle grace,Nature’s secrets softly cling,In her heart, a sacred place.The breeze carries tales untold,Through meadows lush and skies so wide,In every leaf, wonders unfold,A world of dreams where she resides.The brook’s gentle murmur calls,In quiet moments, whispers flow,Under the canopy, where sunlight falls,Her spirit finds a tranquil glow.Amidst the hills and morning dew,Nature’s verses echo clear,Emily’s eyes, a poet’s view,In her lines, the earth draws near.