My Secret Garden

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 copyright © Lila May Guptill (AKA) Lunaria All my poetry, art and other writings are all legally ©Copyrighted before posting. Do not use .Thank you. Lunaria.