He was thinking of flowers and the one he loved...
His first thoughts were of jasmine for her elegant grace And lovely hibiscus for her beautiful face.
He thought about hyacinths as she was so sincere Yellow tulips, he was hopelessly in love it was clear. The red roses he gathered for their passionate love And forget-me-nots together till the heavens above.
He picked orange-blossom for the children she bore With larkspur for her beautiful spirited core. Her lack of desire for great wealth to unfold Meant he put to one side any marigold He sprinkled them with daisies for her innocence Adding some black-eyed Susan for encouragement Then he wrapped them all up in a very large mass Of beautiful gardenias for a joy that will last.