Let me show you a garden,
that is full of dreams,
dug in the right places
then sewn at the seams.
There are lots of flowers,
to give her grace,
and as many shrubs,
that to her embrace!
A honeysuckle, upon a fence
joined with a passion flower,
to give it elegance.
A sunken pond, set in the shade,
near a patio,
that has been well made.
On a fine day, without a cloud,
there graces the evergreen
standing proud.
There's a bench under the jasmine,
where the scent is so sweet,
to be in this garden,
is such a treat.
Strongly built arbors,
all covered in bloom,
first starting with the rose,
when she buds in June.
At the end of the garden,
there is a place I call the Den,
It's hear I find I find peace,
with my hobby the pen.
I sit hear for hours,
thinking what to write,
and on warm summer evenings
it goes far into the night.
From springtime to autumn,
this garden is well geared,
where evertyhing is organic,
and very well reared.
Even in winter,
when the cold bites the ground,
I walk round my garden,
and thank God, he is around.
Dear Sylvia, You see so much and seem to draw your energy from lifes font itself.Love Duncan
Well this is a very lovely elegant poem about your garden. Nature has a way of bringing out the best in us with simple beautiful things.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you for the stroll through your garden. It was a lovely time. Wonderful read, but what else could it have been! It came from you! Patricia Gale