Amidst a sea of hardened stone, A garden blooms with colors known, As wallflowers and forget-me-nots, Are planted with hope, in tiny pots.

The air is filled with sweet perfume, Of blossoms bursting into bloom, And petals dancing in the breeze, As if to put our hearts at ease.

Each rock and pebble takes its place, In this tranquil, pensive space, A canvas of serenity, A haven for our hearts to be.

The wallflowers, with their vibrant hues, Reflect the joy we cannot refuse, And forget-me-nots, in shades of blue, Remind us of loves that once were true.

For in this garden, we can find, A solace for our weary minds, A place to rest and be at peace, As worries and anxieties cease.

So let us sit, and watch the flowers, And feel our hearts' renewed powers, For in this garden, we can see, The hope and joy that sets us free.

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