The Perfect Haven

I stroll through the garden, the Sun on my face, Admiring each flower, at this picturesque place, Entwined in the trellis, A fragrance divine, Sweet Honeysuckle, next to Clematis so fine, It's flowers look radiant, in the Suns strong light, Pure perfection, a wonderful sight, I brush past the Sunflowers, That stand tall and proud, Always a contender, to stand out in the crowd, I then see the Fuschias, my favourites of all, Varieties of colours, Then there, upon the wall, The Snow On The Mountain, Trails down, in all its glory, Such pure delight, grows here right before me. The Butterflies flit and they fly with such fun, Their colours a glow, As they dance in the Sun. Oh wonderful place, I so hold thee to heart, My fondness for nature will never depart. Jayne Davies