OUR PLACE OUR SPACE
Oh awesome, sweet garden, how happy you make me,
When I have breakfast on our patio and absorb you with glee,
Mid-morning comes in a flash with a fleeting cup of coffee,
Then lunch, have a quick sandwich amidst the glory,
And aroma of jasmine and basil and lavender galore,
Roses of any and every color you could imagine and more,
Sunflowers, Geckos and pretty butterflies beckon me,
To tea for two and two for tea, my mothers favorite song,
Sung by Doris Day, a century ago,
But still have a few phone calls to make, the day has been long.
Finally, dinner under a full moon, the rosemary smells
Divine, our own mint in a jug of water, with lemon
Kindly supplied, need they know, by two trees in our estate
followed by hubby pouring the wine,
As we chill out and dine,
On a delicious kleftiko meal.
Replete, say goodnight to my garden, small and romantic
And so delightfully aromatic,
What a breathtaking tranquil sight, our place, our space.
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