Nellie's Garden

If I could plant a flower dear,
for every thought that draws you near,
in my garden you would find
endearments fertile in my mind.

I'd gather up the summer phlox
and whisper soft forget-me-nots,
each sweetheart rose then sown true blue
along my garden path for two.

Tulips would smile each sunny day
and gently lift our cares away
I'd offer sprigs of sweetest thyme
penned in notes of floral rhyme.

The coralbells would cast their spell
upon our thoughts and pray "be well."
I'd clip away each bleeding-heart
and toss it in my garden cart.