There*s someone in my garden who is pulling up the weeds;
She is readying the ground for planting many seeds.
She is sitting on my swing and basking in the sun,
And if you look real close you can tell she*s having fun.
There*s someone in my garden smelling my red rose;
She is laughing and delighting at the flowers all in rows.
She is picking leaves off geraniums, her very favorite flower,
Enjoying the beauty every minute of every hour.
There*s someone in my garden and I sit and talk to her,
I know you cannot see her but she*s there, of that I*m sure.
My Mother*s in my garden sitting next to me,
If you look real close you*ll see her, resting comfortably.
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