Both scrumptious fruits and blooms,
Are grown in my walled garden wild,
That is filled with heavenly fumes,
And many colors both rich and mild!
Red strawberries and blueberries too,
Blackberries and two big apple trees,
Begonias, buttercups, and iris of blue,
And roses tango with evening's breeze!
Lilacs, pale lilies and orange marigold,
And plump, ripe, tempting raspberries,
Forever awash in an old sunshine gold,
And birdsong wafting down from my trees!