Beneath the sun where rivers gleam
A heavy brass hum wakes the dream
Meadows call with golden flair
Pollen floating in the air
Tuba sings with every breeze
Hands are reaching through the trees
Petals soft as morning dew
A bloom for me a bloom for you
Pick a flower whisper it true
Swirling colors red and blue
Heavy notes like footsteps fall
Tuba echoes through it all
Each stem bending tells a tale
A secret carried in the pale
Braving thorns with melody
A symphony of floristry
Golds and whites so tightly clasped
The garden breathes its fragrant past
Cinematic gardens grow
In the tuba's sultry flow
Pick a flower whisper it true
Swirling colors red and blue
Heavy notes like footsteps fall
Tuba echoes through it all