My sanctuary heaven
my perfect special place.
This garden bears sweet moments,
My warm and vibrant space.
In spring it welcomes daffodils,
In summer roses bloom.
And as i sit reflecting,
I sense their sweet perfume.
Each butterfly flits freely,
between each precious flower,
I can't think of a better place,
To while away an hour.
My garden is my paradise,
That place i call my home.
It welcomes me each morning,
With love it's fondly grown.
Jayne Louise Davies
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