My Garden. Poem by Norma Southwood
My Garden.
My garden is a place of rest,
the place on Earth I love the best.
Down among the trees and flowers,
I spend my happiest waking hours.
There's a mist of colour and a sea of scent,
a bit of Heaven that God has lent.
Why search and spend in seeking pleasure?
Your garden is your greatest treasure.
Each bursting bloom's a miracle to me,
if only everyone could see.
No need for fighting, rage and wars,
go into the garden, and shut your back doors.
Leave your chair, turn off the p.c.,
come into the garden all glory to see.
Hear the birds sing in a burst of praise,
and thank God for the gift of Summer days.
a good inspirational poem on the beauty of nature around...well wrtten piece, Norma... i give you 10
Nice, makes me want to make a garden. Would like to hear more of this garden of yours
I really want to see your beautiful garden soon...beautiful lovely piece.
I think this is a very good poem, Ms Southwood. I'm not a gardener myself but your love of your garden comes across clearly and warmly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Lovely. Thanks for my reader comments. I'll give this one a 10.