There is a garden
Where I like to be
With soil moist and deep
There many things do grow
That I so enjoy
Melons both large and small
With flesh so good to taste
Yellow and white and even red
From this garden grows
Cherry tree with berries red
And apples oh so fine
So many things do grow there
That I love so see
And in their season
Then they are fully ripe
Of them I love to eat
In the garden I love to be
And there I would always stay
Gardens Rock!
I added two dwarf cherry trees to my garden - no fruit but hope the blossoms will be okay to look at every spring. -allets-
I suppose
that I should althro I would in many ways not say that this is one of my allegory poems.