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Garden
The gate creaks open, sun spills through the trees,
A gentle breeze whispers secrets on the breeze.
A symphony of colors greets the eye,
Where emerald leaves dance beneath the sky.
Ruby roses climb a weathered, wooden frame,
Each perfect petal murmuring a silent name.
Lavender's perfume hangs upon the air,
As buzzing bees collect their golden share.
A robin sings a sweet and cheerful tune,
Perched upon a statue, bathed in afternoon.
A hidden fountain trickles, soft and low,
Where mossy stones are gathered in the flow.
Tomatoes ripen on the vine with grace,
And pumpkins swell, promising a golden taste.
Each bloom, each leaf, a masterpiece untold,
This vibrant tapestry, a story to behold.
So wander through the pathways, take your time,
Let worries fade, and peace of mind you'll find.
For in this garden, magic gently sleeps,
A sanctuary of beauty, nature sweetly keeps.
#garden #therapy #memories #memory #peace
© Lafbe
A gentle breeze whispers secrets on the breeze.
A symphony of colors greets the eye,
Where emerald leaves dance beneath the sky.
Ruby roses climb a weathered, wooden frame,
Each perfect petal murmuring a silent name.
Lavender's perfume hangs upon the air,
As buzzing bees collect their golden share.
A robin sings a sweet and cheerful tune,
Perched upon a statue, bathed in afternoon.
A hidden fountain trickles, soft and low,
Where mossy stones are gathered in the flow.
Tomatoes ripen on the vine with grace,
And pumpkins swell, promising a golden taste.
Each bloom, each leaf, a masterpiece untold,
This vibrant tapestry, a story to behold.
So wander through the pathways, take your time,
Let worries fade, and peace of mind you'll find.
For in this garden, magic gently sleeps,
A sanctuary of beauty, nature sweetly keeps.
#garden #therapy #memories #memory #peace
© Lafbe
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