In my garden i grew jasmine, <br />Grew bigger and it covered the roses, <br />As its sweet fragrance melted my skin, <br />So it left my heart thumping like a sound running horses, <br />From all smiling floras it stood bright with its warm hue, <br />And it shone with happiness and pride, <br />For as a glow warm golden in a dell of dew, <br />Amongst all flowers it stood aside, <br /> <br />In my garden there are lavenders, <br />And azeleas and roses in it too, <br />But its the unique aroma of jasmine that completes my heart remainders, <br />Not that of heathers and all flowers shining blue, <br />Befriended by butterflies and birds, <br />And sheltered with the wings of bees when it is sunny, <br />For jasmine is filled with their needs, <br />And its nectar and pollen a vital essence of the sweetest honey, <br /> <br />You are the jasmine plant, <br />And the garden is my heart.<br /><br />Shamba Kaunda<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-jasmine-in-my-garden/
