Sunday, August 15, 2010

The Garden Gate

Step into my garden
Step in and you'll see
A measure of peace
And tranquility.
It's the scent of the blossoms
The buzz of the bees
The sweet song of birds
As they sing in the trees.
The sweet scent of roses
Their petals so new
As they glisten and sparkle
With the fresh morning dew.
Run your toes through the grass
Beneath a canopy of trees
Hear the rustle of leaves
As they blow in the breeze.
Let the beauty of springtime
Fill your soul with great peace
Take it with you and share it
With each one you meet.
~Author Unknown~

My garden is without a garden gate, but I long for one.

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