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In My Garden ~
Tucked away inside me
in a very special place
is where I find serenity
peace in my own space
I smell the fresh aroma
in the garden of my mind
everlasting blossoms
of the sweetest kind
I drift into my garden
'tis where I like to play
thinking back, reflecting
keeps the blues away
My Daughter is the sunshine
she brightens darkest days
in the grass I'm laughing
with Grandson, hard at play
I see the pansies smiling
reminded of my friends
forget-me-nots and daisies
dancing round the bend
The bench is so inviting
I sit there for a spell
squirrels frolic carefree
aside the wishing well
I listen to the chirping
birds nestled in the trees
thinking of my first born
the man he's grown to be
I stop to smell the roses
their fragrance fills the air
'pon the rock, initials
days of yesteryear
I walk the path in silence
relish with delight
mem'ries deep inside me
cling to them real tight
In the garden of my mind
is where I find escape
thinking back, recalling
another time and place
I thought about you today
as you are a big part
of my garden
Thank
you, friend!
Rose Marie Streeter
© 2003
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