We planted, there, a garden fair
Of lavendar and rose;
And through so many seasons
We watched it bloom and grow.
We planted, there, a garden
One Sunday afternoon,
And watched it grow so fruitful --
A blessing and a boon.
We planted, there, a garden,
Watched it growing like a child;
It grew lush and overflowing --
Bright-colored, fragrant, wild.
We planted, there, a garden
Of orchids and jasmine,
And watched it in its seasons
Bloom and die, and bloom again.
We planted, there, a garden;
Its' sweetness drew the birds and bees;
We listened to the hymns of life
In shade beneath the Redwood trees.
We planted, there, a garden
To last through all the years;
But when the time for dying came
We watered it with tears.
So now our time has ended,
But still that garden grows.
We planted, there, a garden fair
Of lavendar and rose.

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