Gardenias saturate the night,
clothed in their array of lovely white.
Their fragrance permeates the nose,
and far outshines the perfect rose.
White Gardenias take me there,
while I sit upon my chair.
And listen to the crickets play,
in their orchestrative way.
I feel blessed to be,
alone in my revery,
on a White Gardenia night!
clothed in their array of lovely white.
Their fragrance permeates the nose,
and far outshines the perfect rose.
White Gardenias take me there,
while I sit upon my chair.
And listen to the crickets play,
in their orchestrative way.
I feel blessed to be,
alone in my revery,
on a White Gardenia night!
Rebecca Wiles
I love the smell of gardenias. Is that in your backyard?
ReplyDeletei wish! saw it at work
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