Oh to the summer sun when days prolong,
Where in the garden the beautiful song,
Birds their singing all day through,
A chorus of splendor flowers in bloom.
The trickle of water from the pond,
Tranquil sounds you cant go wrong,
Fragrant scent floods the airs breeze,
Bumblebees buzz in the branches of trees.
There round the garden in flower so bold,
Strong smelling fragrant the flower of old,
They grow each year for us all to desire,
The gardens pure rose we all will admire.