The secret garden was seen by Mary
Entering it, all the plants looked starry
The garden was a secret for 10 years
And Mary used to think of it to shed her tears
Little Mary was new to the vast place
But soon she made that old home her base
Her parents died when she lived in India
For that reason they shifted her to a new area
She was lonely, sad, angry and bored
Not even a slight smile she could afford
She did not know how to wear her sock
For this reason people even used to mock
She slowly got used to the people
For something new she used to steeple
She made friends with Dickon a boy
With him she could feel her inner joy
She sat on her bed, had a lot to deny
In the silence she could hear a faraway cry
She made friends with Martha the maid
Little Mary never felt betrayed
She soon found out the faraway cry
It was of her cousin a thin skinny boy
She spent a few hours with him everyday
On his bed the whole day he lay
Every day she used to visit the garden
Her responsibility to build it better, hardened
The garden for 10 years had grown wild
With the help of Dickon they gave it a new style
They did not tell anyone a word
Colin was the one to know on number third
They together worked in the garden
Kept quiet from all as they would never pardon
Finally a day came to reveal the secrets
They garden was soon no more a secret
The others loved to see it come alive
For that, the trio had to strive
A beautiful garden was now in bloom
For more beauty there was plenty of room!
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