I sit in my garden and look out,
There before is the wonder of nature,
The innumerable green swards
Flowing before me,
Interspersed with the browns of woods
And the bright yellows of hayfields.
The bright sun shining down
From the clear blue sky.
I look out in absolute bliss
As I know that the only boundary
To my garden is as far as my eye can see,
Knowing that the boundary to my garden
Is the far horizon.
- Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: May 20th, 2020 01:22
- Comment from author about the poem: The vastness of nature is there for us all.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments4
A fine write Gold.
Thanks Orchi.
delightful write
Thank you mystic flower, much appreciated.
Brian here ~ Thanks for sharing UNCLE ANDY ! Ahhh *Homeward Bound* writen on Widnes (UK) Railway Station (there is a Plaque to prove it ! ) Paul had a great solo career after S & G broke up in 1970 after *Bridge* 50th best song in the 20th C !
Like you we thank GOD we have a GARDEN to relax in & enjoy ! On FRIDAY it will be staked out by SMOKEY - AMEN !
Blessings to You & Yours
Yours Brian & Angela ๐งก๐ค๐
Thank you Brian, I have always enjoyed Simon and Garfunkel and in spite of there partings and coming back together many times they are always worth listening to.
Andy
Mine's an old fashioned wall encosed garden with total privacy but I sometimes envy those with a view.
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