I have a secret garden,
Where I can laugh and play.
I have a secret garden,
Often it's there I stay.
I have a secret garden,
No one else knows its location.
I have a secret garden
That's gone through a transformation.
My secret garden used to be
An average unkempt garden.
It wasn't the place for me,
With all bonfire wood chard and
Nowhere I could sit,
Or admire the imaginary view.
I grew that garden,
I planted flowers everywhere
I made that garden,
With little gnomes here and there.
But as I grow old,
So does my secret place.
Flowers withered,
Weeds grow
Gone is the jackdaw,
Gone is the crow.
This was my secret garden,
I played here as I child,
But now as I stare
Over my secret garden,
I only hope one day,
Another child may put my garden,
To repair....
Secret Garden
©
Bella
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Published by Family Friend Poems April 2011 with permission of the Author.
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