My Secret Garden




There's a gate hidden behind the hedge

Only I have the key

It's hidden high up on a ledge

The garden belongs to me




Inside are roses of every hue

White, pink, red and yellow

Then we have one whoes color is new

It's calm and soft and mellow




There are trees and vines of many kinds

The Oak , big and strong

The Ivy that winds

The Apple that drops her fruit for a song




The Juniper, Elm and Cherry tree

The Maple who gives syrup in the spring

Of evergreens there are three

They all draw birds on the wing




O're the wall the birds do fly

To nest in the tree of their choice

They chirp and sing 'til twilight is nigh

And I add my melodious voice




The grass is cool beneath my feet

The warm winds blow through my hair

The sun doesn't give off too much heat

My favorite place to be is there




Many other flowers I've also got

White Daisys and Johnny Jump Ups

Lots and lots of Forget Me Not

And beautiful, yellow Butter Cups




Black Eyed Susans I have galore

And Tulips around the water fall

They all dot the garden floor

It's the prettiest place of all




Yes I love my secret garden place

Only I have the key

I go there often to hide my face

And my garden belongs to me.


July 3, 2005


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