Sunday in the garden
Bluebirds sing a happy song
The cardinals in the maple tree
Join in to sing along
The Bumble Bees are busy
Where the roses like to climb
As the Blue jays eat the berries
Growing on the vines
The Cottontail is hopping home
But she’ll be back again
And the squirrels are all playing
Try to catch me if you can
I leave peanuts for the chipmunks
And other creatures great and small
And every time I leave them there
They always eat them all
Is it a symphony or a circus?
It’s all so magical to me
Sunday in the garden
What a lovely place to be
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Author:
willyweed (
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wow wishing the sun was shining here! lovely poem x
and are you putting the kettle on so we can have Sunday tea in the garden. you poetry flair is soaring above us all.
yes the kettle is on the boil, tea is served in the tree house designed as an Enchanted castle! ww
Very sweet.
Thank You!
Such a sweet poem WW. Great for anyone to print and read to children at bedtime. Very comforting write!
yeah the grandkids like it. Thank You WBL
Brilliant!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
thanks PH it grows on ya!
Great Willy - the idyll - but for me it doesn't have to be just Sunday - just as long as the sun is shining !
Thanks Michael I was just out there, a minute ago~ the suns out here!
A beautiful poem for children...of all ages. The optimism of it's message is soothing to one and all. Great write.- Phil A.
Thanks Phil your a kid at heart
Beautiful write and beautiful place to be.
Thank You GF and yes it is!
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