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We planted a flower garden
    My Father God and I
And with our constant care it
    Grew beneath a friendly sky.

I worked the soil with rake and hoe
    And bulbs and seed did sow,
He sent the sun and cooling showers
    That made them sprout and grow.

Now hyacinths in our garden live
    And fill it with perfume,
It's like a bit of heaven with
    Gold daffodils bloom.

Primroses nod and bow to me
    Each in its own cute way,
While the saint faces turned to God
    The Easter Lillies pray.

Butterflies dip on joyful wings
    Soft as an evening prayer
To sip from my tulips bright heads
    A nectar sweet and rare.

At close of day with God I walk
    Our garden's twilight shade
And in the flowers see beauty that
    Together we have made.

And so, I lift my eyes to Him
    In prayers of thankful bliss
Because He helped me make and grow
    A garden just like this.