My Garden is a pleasant place
Of sun glory and leaf grace.
My lilac trees are old and tall;
They send their perfume over trees
And roofs and streets, to find the bees.
I wish some power would touch my ear
With magic touch, and make me hear
What all the blossoms say, and so
I might know what the winged things know.
And I would sing them all for you!
My garden is a pleasant place
Of moon glory and wind grace.
O friend, wherever you may be,
Will you not come to visit me?
Over fields and streams and hills,
I’ll pipe like yellow daffodils,
And every little wind that blows
Shall take my message as it goes.
A heart may travel very far
To come where its desires are,
Oh, may some power touch my ear,
And grant me grace, and make you hear!
~Excerpts from a poem by Louise Driscoll
I made myself gardens and parks, and planted in them all kinds of fruit trees. ~Ecclesiastes 2:5 ✝
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That would be a delightful place to sit and savor life–having a cup of tea 🙂
You are so right, and I wish you and I were there right now! Hugs, Natalie 🙂
Such a breath of fresh air, thank you Natalie 🙂
Lovely Natalie, that would be a wonderful place to sit and be peaceful! 🙂 Bless you, Michael 🙂
Thank you, Michael. It would be a very wonderful place to sit in peace. Blessings to you. Natalie 🙂
Michael, I’m so sorry to hear about the death of your son-in-law. I’m just heartbroken for all of you. I shall keep you all lifted up in prayer. Blessings, Natalie
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Gardens & Poetry… A perfect pair! ~ Bette A. Stevens
That is a very nice poem and very inspirational
Thank you. I’m so glad you enjoyed it. Also thanks for the follow. I’m looking forward to getting to know you. Blessings, Natalie 🙂
Your most welcome I look forward to networking. God Bless You