To my Secret Garden
Where anything planted with Love
Will Always Grow
This page is dedicated to My Best Friend JACKIE (AKA Jack). She has a
Kindand gentle spirit, a heart of gold, and she's pretty smart too J
Two things Jack and I both believe you can
Never have too much of.....
Coffee and Flowers
My Secret Garden
Through my old iron gate, over the stone bridge, and down a shady lane
Memories draw me back in time when as a child, I'd danced here in the rain
A BIG thank you to LOTH sisterCynthia (A Dove)
For making this beautiful picture for me
Pausing a moment I watch the blue green water dancing up from the spring
I hear a bird so intense in his song; it must be of love that he sings
A delicate little butterfly floats by on the gentle summer's breeze
Who could gaze at this rainbow in motion and not be deeply pleased?
The cool emerald grass beckons me to rest upon its soft leaf
I gaze up in wonderment of God's great heaven, I lay beneath
With my soul revived, my heart carefree, I feel blessed to be alive
For a soul like the seed, needs nourishment to thrive
When the sun sinks low and I must be on my way
I smile because I know I'll return another day
Oh yes and one thing more, Jack wouldn't know this was
From me without one of my dumb limericks so here goes...
My little Garden Fairy
My little garden fairy (who's never contrary)
How does your garden grow?
With rakes and pails and little weed trails
And hard earned calluses all in a row
A special thanks to some of the people who made this page possible:
Cynthia (A Dove)
Pats Web Graphics