I walk through the garden, On this warm summer's day, To smell the flowers, That grandma raised.
In the middle, Of this garden of gold, Stood this one, Single red stem rose, The rose means so many things, From the ones you receive on your wedding day, To the one you get on Valentine's day, But this single rose standing here today, Represents the love grandma gave.
From the love she gave, When she planted it that day, To the love she gave us, Each and every day, So when you pass this garden of gold, Remember the love that this rose holds.
"We must cultivate our own garden. When man was put in the garden of Eden he was put there so that he should work, which proves that man was not born to rest."
