Spirit of the Garden

With eyes of green and hair of midnight hue,
She wears a crown of blossoms, fresh and new.
A halo woven from the sun's bright gleam,
With peonies of pink and hydrangeas' dream.Orange and yellow, petals soft and grand,
A tapestry of colors in her hair and hand.
Behind her, meadows blur in sweet cascade,
A world of petals in a soft-focus glade.