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My Garden of Dreams

Come to my garden and dream with me.
In my garden are flowers in every color of the rainbow.
You can smell their fragrance even before you see their beauty.
The grass is green like velvet.
There is a magnificent waterfall that flows into a clear blue stream.
The elegant trees stand on either side swaying with the gentle breeze.
The birds are singing sounds of joy.
The warmth of the sun touches our face.
It is a beautiful and peaceful place come often.

By Rosebud
Written March 3, 2002
(c) Copyright 2002

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