
My Garden
Willows sway lazily in the breeze Butterflies waft by with ease Fragrance and colour to please In the tranquil garden of Maggie's
Friends from near and far Popin to see how you are and enjoy a drink from the bar spiced with gossip and a hardy har har
To exchange a picture and a song To make you welcome and feel you belong as friends laugh and get along under the canopy of the tree fern frond
There are good jokes to share Things to try on a dare As we drop all woes and cares within a quiet cocoon of gossamers
Fairies frolic in friendly fantasies in adamant abundant amnesty from all boring bothersome bombastities going gracefully, gleefully aghasterly in the magical, mystical moods of my garden where all fears and frights are forgotten with pardon. --- mmmee
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