It is no wonder that you are the Queen of flowers,
Regal and majestic you yield your powers,

The beauty of you is in the way you unfurl,
The many folds that secure your pearl,

You are also the beacon of love,
Suitors swear by you and hold you above,

I think my garden earlier was not so becoming,
Which explains why you had earlier not come visiting,
I now know your throne was not placed correctly,
To have the honour of your presence constantly