Right Beside Me

The red and golden acer trees, Wisteria moves in gentle breeze, The scents of summer all around, Natures scene with sweet birds sound. The conifers of yellow and green, A gentle silence so serene, This is my place of thoughts and dreams, My pleasant garden shared with me. If heaven holds a garden too, I hope i share that place with you, To walk amongst the daffodils, To pick the bluebells neath the hill. I shall spend my whole life through, With thoughts of many days with you, Here in my garden you're alive, Not seen or heard but by my side. Jayne Louise Davies