Pleasant smells awaken my senses
as I turn each page.
My mind is in great thought
along with the age.
All I hear is wind drafting at the trees.
and birds singing a sweet, gracious tune.
I retrieved a book from my library
because I wanted to read that afternoon.
Reading in my garden is such a delight.
I lay here and glaze at the flowers
as I unravel every page of my book.
I do this this for countless hours.
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Author:
Crystal (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 13th, 2018 12:29
- Comment from author about the poem: Wrote a year ago.
- Category: Nature
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Thanks for a BEAUTIFUL POEM CRYSTAL. We gan get lost in a book ~ just as we can get lost in a Garden. One of my fave places to read and (as you know) we have such beautiful Private and public Gardens ~ in the UK ! Remember you are nearer God's Heart in a Garden than anywhere else on Earth ~ Blessings BRIAN Please check ANGELA's POEM for today ~ "Seven more NZ Quirks" Thanks B ~ We share a site ~ OK !
Thank you!!! 🙂
Nature arouses our very being, and has been the source of my many writings.
Keep them coming.
Thnx
Thanks so much
I totally agree with you Crystal, there is something very specail about reading in the garden.
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