Red and White

Poppies and Daisies,

Red and White,

Background of green,

A gardeners 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 with in 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,

A Gardeners Fork Retired for the Day

A gardeners fork retired at the end of the day,

After been busy digging away,

Loosening, turning and lifting away,

In the garden beds where it was employed for the day,

The handler know sat in his chair,

Enjoying now the evening air,

For garden shows a display of the hard work provided to make it look this way......

 

A Monument to the Gardeners Friend

A monument to the gardeners friend,

The one who is busy from dawn to dusk,

Buzzing between the flower beds in shifts,

Working hard all day long,

Who helps the garden along,

With his buzzing wings singing a song,