A love in verse

The Garden

2017-06-13
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Stepping out from the wooden shed

Before me’s the garden (and then the house)

There's every shade, from deepest red-

To delicate yellow- she has the nous

To grow great flowers and it’s inbred

Her dear late mother had the gift

- The gardens she made in those days long dead!

Now this, as handsome, makes my heart lift

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Leaves Hold Fast

You see the leaves that fall in autumn – 

Each one’s a dream that’s died

Of love, achievement, each a post mortem...

Dish of the Day

I had greatness thrust upon me

When I came to Plat du Jour

I would not have laid odds on me...