I Miss In Garden

I asked her to come near And silently hear But she had her own fears She gently responded 'dear'? I wanted her to speak Even with feeble voice or weak I shall always stick Even though chances are bleak I shall politely say But never go away She must respond Accept it gracefully and second I am aware That she simply dares Opts for my beautiful company That was longed by many I know I am love bird But always look forward For kind heart and friendship That is ideal way to board on ship How many are lucky enough to sail thorough? What makes them to feel true? I wonder no one may answer honestly It is never enjoyed by them really I may sing a song Beautiful one for not going wrong I may be alone in this beautiful journey Yes it is wonderfully created by almighty What do I miss in garden? Not fragrance with flowers even But my own test for their lovely existence Can I be not one among them even by chance?