In a garden of roses, a girl did dwell,
Her spirit so pure, her heart like a well,
With flowers all around her, she danced and twirled,
A sight so beautiful, it could move the world.

The sun shone down, the petals swayed,
As she moved in rhythm, with her feet unafraid,
Her laughter filled the air, like a song,
A melody so sweet, it carried along.

The girl in the garden, so full of life,
Her heart was open, with no sign of strife,
She danced with the wind, and sang with the birds,
Her joy was infectious, like a flock of herds.

She tended to the flowers, with tender care,
Her touch so gentle, like a breath of air,
The garden flourished, with colors so bright,
A reflection of the girl's inner light.

But one day, the girl was nowhere to be seen,
The garden stood still, with no sign of green,
The flowers wilted, and the birds flew away,
Leaving behind a garden, in shades of gray.

The girl in the garden, where did she go?
Did she find a new place, or lose her glow?
No one knows for sure, but some say,
That she still dances, in the garden far away.

So if you ever find yourself lost or alone,
Go to the garden, where the girl has flown,
And dance with the flowers, and sing with the birds,
And let the joy of life, be your guide and words.