This was dedicated to a neighbor of mine who used to raise beautiful azaleas. He crossed many varieties and created new ones which still grow today.

In a tucked away place only a curious few would look,
Lies a lovely terraced garden beyond compare.
Where one of God's children labored long and hard perfecting,
To leave his mark of beauty there.

Along the trail I walked silently in awe; breathless,
As the rainbow hues unfold the surrounding path.
An assortment of blooms unmatched by no other,
Truly a God endowed creators craft.

Joining the colors from all; he tenderly worked,
To create many varieties pleasing to the eye.
Dedicating the labor of love; his garden,
Blessed by the Creator on high.