Monday 28 May 2007

MY GARDEN-A POEM BY MARION LYNCH


MY GARDEN

As I sit in my garden and look around.
I notice Gods beauty is everywhere to be found.

The birds in the birdbath they hop and they twirl.
They don’t seem to have a care in the world.

The flowers with their wonderful colours and scent.
I think they must be from heaven sent.

The fuchsias with their ballerina type gown.
They flutter and seem to dance up and down.

The trees they stand so elegant and tall I think they are the nicest of all.
Poems are made by fools like me but only God can make a tree.


This inspired poem was written by By Marian Lynch, Buncrana


Horticultural.

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