I loved my job as a botanist, which took me to many foreign lands,
Like the golden sun rises smiling, to meet all our natural demands.
I was always marked for this work, ever since I was a small child;
And was often seen wandering the woods, as I loved all things wild!
I'd always liked camping out, and had come to know various plants,
Like crimson flamingos getting to know, a complex courtship dance.
I was often discovering plants to name, and to find out more about,
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All my life I had loved music, and rapturous harmonies thrilled my soul,
As the sound of a wild driving beat, causes eager feet to take control.
As a longtime concert pianist, I'd been fortunate to follow my passion,
Like the flower dance of pure sunshine, that never goes out of fashion!
I not only played at performances, but I frequently played just for fun,
As the brilliant rainbow laughs at the storm, just as he's come undone.
My heart was in beautiful music, and the beautiful music was in my heart,
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The beautiful days were here again, as sunshine lit blue skies,
And I was happy with my work, which had seldom held surprise.
My job entailed overseeing, the raising of national monuments,
So that all could remember, a gilded past's glorious moments!
Today we were raising a statue, of one beloved national hero.
This caused media and fanfare, like sighting a sunset rainbow.
The crowds came out to watch, but were kept at a safe distance,
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We are caught up in the middle, of our passionate love affair,
In a world still so young, sweet dreams can blossom anywhere!
It was a late springtime day, and the bluebirds all were singing,
Outside the classroom window, while the bells all were ringing.
I had a lucky window seat, which afforded quite amazing views,
Of lovely natural colorings, the greens pinks oranges and blues.
I had a curious eager mind, and an endless thirst for knowledge,
Like the sudden thirst for moonlight, when the skies turn orange!
Yet when the professor began to talk, my attention it wandered,
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Amaryllises fill the flower lover's small, white cottage,
In pinks, apricots and burgundy, near summer's edge.
A rich harvest of bliss, in every hue comes drifting down,
Painting the wilderness all colors, in nature's playground!
Sweet sun is setting scarlet as red fruit on high,
In a sizzling beauteous exit-apple pie in the sky!
We are caught up in the middle, of our passionate love affair,
In a world still so young, sweet dreams can blossom anywhere!
I had for long been an arborist, enthusiastically caring for the trees,
Like a grasshopper immersed in a green world, is glad for all he sees.
I had always loved nature, having begun gardening when I was a child,
As bluebirds rise up singing very early, in tangled precincts so wild.
It was foreseeable that this passion, would emerge as my life's work,
As an artist might strive for years, creating a masterpiece artwork!
I was also familiar with various birds, as a result of this vocation,
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