.Her name is Marie, his name is Pierre
They gaze at a garden so bleak and so bare
A garden that once was so lovely and fair
And he sighs as he dries her tear-dimmed eyes,
"Donât cry, cherie,
Your garden will bloom once more
The fleur-de-lis will rise again
And smile .
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