Across The Garden Wall - Poem by Gary Bryson
Growing green, the soft light screens,
Bright shadows of the day.
It’s lazy crawl, on garden walls,
The ivy has it’s way.
Cool light shades, afternoon fades,
Till glow sets in the west,
then twilight settles into night,
And my garden has it’s rest.
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