Alnwick Gardens Northumberland Uk
Feeling the serenity that knows all its powers
Unwinding the mazes not knowing what devours
To sprinkle the liquid as each we do walk
Inside is the garden where we meet and talk
Silence is golden in the garden there is love
Up high in the clear skies
Does fly the white dove
Copyright © Lisa Wilkinson | Year Posted 2006
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