In the whispering gardens where flowers speak,
Petals dance softly as the sun’s rays peak.
Dreams of trees in shadows cast,
Whispering secrets of the past.
Beneath the boughs, where shadows play,
Leaves rustle softly, guiding the way.
Paths of green where memories lie,
Whispering winds in the twilight sky.
The scent of roses fills the air,
Colors vibrant, beyond compare.
A symphony of nature’s voice,
In the garden, hearts rejoice.
Twilight falls, the stars ignite,
Gardens glow in the moonlight.
A haven where dreams are spun,
In the gardens, lifeâs begun.