There blooms a lovely garden
Beneath the smile of God,
Where fairest flow’rs are nodding
Above the smoothest sod.
From it has come the harvest
Of everlasting worth,
Enriching yonder heaven,
As well as hither earth.
Kind friendships are the breezes
That come with soothing breath;
Love is the life stream, springing
Where else had been but death;
A teacher is its gard’ner;
Its sunlight is the truth;
And in its soil doth blossom
The flower of lovely youth.
[Poem is framed by illustrated flowers. Outside the frame--from
middle-left to middle-top--is an illustration of two young, smiling
girls standing in the midst of flowers. The older girl is cradling
several picked flowers in one arm while her other are is extended and
selecting another.]