Gardens
I have walked in many gardens, Admiring the roses, The petunias, daisies. Through string fields, Sunflower strewn. Many scents and shapes, The petal opens, Then closes, Nectar yields, Rainbow colors shewn. But no garden is great, Without its diversity, Nor life without adversity, From challenges friends, Real character is hewn.
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