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My Never Failing Friends

My Never Failing Friends

As I open the door
and step into the yard floor,
the delicious scent of the Gardenia
hugs me like my loving friend Gloria.

That red rose by any name
is a symbol of love and fame.
Her lush beauty never fades,
her value on a steady upgrade.

Oh, look at that delicate violet!
She beckons me and before I know it
has me dancing around her
until stilled by a smiling sunflower.

Magnolia, the queen of the garden,
her splendor like a melody of Beethoven
spreads far and wide down in the valley,
days fly by in spring’s lively symmetry.


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