She sat in her small garden
In her old deckchair
Drifting off to sleep
Tinkling laughter awoke her
Grandchildren had arrived
The girls kissed her cheeks
Daughter Jill said she'd make tea
Sue searched for the cat
It's so quiet here
Said the oldest granddaughter
Sssh! Listen, said Gran
Can you hear the bees?
They're in the snapdragons
Buzzing as they work
And there's a blackbird
How beautifully he sings
He's happy today
What do you hear now?
The little girl shook her head
That's just a sprinkler
It's the man next door
Watering his vegetables
He gives some to me
The tea was brought out
Jill had brought them cakes to eat
Birds watched from the fence
May threw them some crumbs
They dived twittering away
Soon they came up close
When the cake was gone
They still stayed to give their thanks
Until a dog barked
It's beautiful here
Can I come and live with you?
The eldest one said
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Is it a dream or real...whichever i think i would like to settle there in the quiet too...it sounds like a good place to soothe the soul (also love the clever way you use names each week)
ReplyDeleteI could so picture the scene whether real or in a dream. A beautiful thing to read as I sit among my flowers on this glorious summer's afternoon.
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