Come to the garden in the morn
When it is time for the winter sun
To come out and pour down its ray
To keep us warm all through the day
Come to the garden in the morn
You will not feel low and alone
You will be among birds and bees
And many birds to chase and tease
Come to the garden in the morn
Watch furry squirrels in the run
You will watch colored flowers
Shedding essences of mild flavors
Come to the garden in the morn
Sit down for a while on the lawn
Inhale the air that is cool and pure
You will live the day fresh for sure
A lovely poem dear poet friend! I feel the ambience to which your poem invites...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Inspiring and wonderfully written. A pleasure to read this poem.
Thanks for support. I am glad you liked my poem. Gratitude.