The Garden

As I walk through the thriving garden,

a light breeze wooshed my hair in the air.

Then a soft rose scent flew past me. 

The flowers on the trees were dancing through the wind and pointy leaves was filled with clear raindrops.

I walked past some pretty leaves they were, smooth and velvety green.

Colourful soft flowers dangling around them yet they still look pretty without.

Finally, some magical flowers, coloured blue and white,

All over they danced all through the night as they blended in their shades.