does this fit in the garden

So in the poem there is  this little girl and her grandpa and they have a garden with flowers and she has to see if they should pick it because it was bendy smooth and it has a tall stack and they thought it was weed but no it was a beautiful white flower. So then it goes along and the girl saw it and wanted to keep it and then she said to her grandpa “ can we keep it.” and the grandpa nodded his head back.