My Rose Garden......

My love is like a rose garden
grows in beautiful nature
They are beautiful and rare to find
Let it be red, pink, or white
but I take care all of them tenderly
When I go out to the garden
and touch the dew upon the roses
And I breath its fragrance
My heart and soul is filled with passion
The smell of our roses permeates the air
and they make their mother nature proud
I do not allow anyone to pick my roses
because they are more beautiful
when they dance to the tune of winds
Come and live in our garden of roses
and praise God for his lovely creation
of nature.

by Ravi Sathasivam

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