The Garden Shed

Under the arch to the garden shed,

A place to go at the end of the day,

To relax an unwind,

As the day closes to the end,

To reflex on the things that matter to you,

Enjoying the ambiance as the sun goes down,

As the gardens scent is all around,

The Border Wall

A border wall standing tall,

Cascading foliage,

Falling low,

A colourful display,

At the end of the day.

 

 

Red and White

Poppies and Daisies,

Red and White,

Background of green,

A gardener's delight,

Release the Ties That Bind

Release the ties that bind,

Free to fly away,

To take you forward to sanctuary,

Far far away,

Migrating to a different realm,

To start a new,

A new beginning,

In a different way,

To build a base in another place,

A firm foundation to build upon,

Stronger then the one of yesterday, 

Echo's of a Wishing Well

Ripples made from a coin that fell,

The sound from within deep,

Resonates well,

Echoing a wish had been cast,

For an eternity it will last,

For a wish had been heard,

 

Blue and Pink

Blue and pink displayed in week,

On a background of green,

In a gardeners world.

A Beauty of Love Stands Tall

Behind the foxgloves,

In front of a wall,

A beauty of love stands tall,

Shy and hiding away,

To only appear on a sunny day,

An angelic white,

With an innocent look,

A snow white in Mother Natures world,

Where the creatures of garden play,

Running past her base,

Sometimes at night,

Sometimes in the day,