Sitting In My Garden
My chair it sits amongst the flowers
Allowing me some stolen hours
The birdsong echoes in the trees
The scent of flowers in the breeze
Only a rainbow can compare
With all the colours that they share
Whilst the music of the waterfall
Sends distant harmony over all
Creating a garden from the soil
So loving are the hands that toil
Copyright © Vera Duggan | Year Posted 2018
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