Grandma's Garden

I remember Grandma's garden
Where clematis climbed the wall,
Sunflowers grew in profusion,
Standing so proud and tall.

Lilies and roses were neighbours,
Colours of pink, white and blue,
And somewhere in between them
A stray poppy came into view.

In careless and gay abandon
The flowers had grown and spread,
It was such a picture of beauty
Created in each flower bed.

Now, when I glimpse a garden,
With borders all tidy and neat,
I smile as I think of Grandma's
Where nothing was ever complete.

©Marian Jones 2002

Scripture: Genesis 2: 11
And God said, Let the earth bring
forth grass, the herb yielding seed,
and the fruit tree yielding fruit
after his kind, whose seed is in
itself, upon the earth: and it was so.

Thank you very much Marian for
allowing me to add your wonderful
poem to my site! God bless you!




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