Lost in summer’s garden
Of roses, irises, and orchids,
Adrift in a heavenly scent
That lends perfume to the wind.
Surely this is paradise on Earth,
An Eden if ever I was sure,
When I die I pray I might
Take a seed to plant at Heaven’s door.
Earth possesses no finer treasure –
A taste of the flourish around the golden gates
That will welcome us to the ever after
And all the wonder that lies in wait.
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