In the garden, life abounds 

Where dead trees tower over the ground. 

Owls take flight from a branch of pine, 

As bees buzz 'round the wildflower line. 

There's birds and bugs and many more, 

A home for wildlife, and so much more. 

A place to grow, a place to hide, 

A place to be, a place to thrive. 

This garden's special, it's true, 

A sanctuary for nature and you.

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