My garden is the place for me it fills my every need,
to sit beneath my shady tree with poetry to read.
First thing in the morning on a clear bright sunny day,
to sit and drink a coffee that will see me on my way.
At lunchtime it’s a sandwich and a welcome cup of tea,
a bowl of fruit and ice cream the best that there can be.
An afternoon spent dozing, just to wile away the hours,
butterflies and buzzing bees pay court to stunning flowers.
Candles in glass vases on the table give a glow
as evening time comes creeping, the skies put on a show.
A lovers meal unhurried, eyes speak unspoken words
to a chorus of the evening, sung by many sleepy birds.
A day spent in my garden is a day of pure delight,
from first thing in the morning, ‘til the darkest of the night.
If you need a haven, then please give me a ring
join me in my garden and see what the day will bring.





Jennifer




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