Watering the Garden of Dreams
What a beautiful filled garden with gorgeous colors, every color I have ever seen is in your manicured garden. The little statues of gnomes and their homes, it makes your garden a special village indeed. When I close my eyes, I see the gnomes running through your flower garden. Are they watering your beautiful flowers, are they just having fun. Each pretty flower reminds me of a wonderful dream, a dream I dreamed that came true. A dream I wish had come true, a dream of me and you. I pick a pretty flower, I pick a dream to come true. I pick a dream that has been watered, a dream of me and you. Not all dreams are good, some are bad or sad. Weeds of all sizes would be, the bad or sad dreams. Your garden has no weeds, your garden is filled with gorgeous colors. Pretty flowers of every description, each one for a wonderful dream.
Date Written: 4/30/2020 Watering The Garden Of Dreams Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
Copyright © Paula Goldsmith | Year Posted 2020
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