The Old Stone Wall Poem by Gayle M. Citrus Maize Water Nora Shoshone Doherty Winchester, story song Glen A, Sweeney +

The old grey stone wall magnificently
Passes sunny flowers and green ivy.
Over time some cool stones fell out of place.
The wall has a boundary to embrace.
Something is hidden in the wall - alone -
A golden treasure - lost and can be known.
Deep in the woods stone walls behold promise
Where heaven triumphs and summertime rests.
A mirror of this lasting handmade wall
is a book and Cinderella for all!