What grows in this garden “O” mine? Tulips, Daffodils, sprigs of thyme, Hollyhocks, scented stock, colours of green, Plants and flowers rarely seen, Bee’s and butterflies hovering around, Oblivious to humanity and every sound, What beasts do pray in this forest of fun? When the light goes out and the sun goes down? Badgers, foxes, cats and mice, Wander the vastness, throw the dice Plundering, raking, searching around, For scraps of food, nothing found! In the morning sun flowers come alive, The bee’s all buzzin, in the active hive, The garden so sweet in the heat of the day, With the cloudless Blue sky, and the hottest sunray, It’s all a part of a wondrous sight, The gardeners' dream, a Farmers delight.
My name is William Sinclair Manson. I am 60 years young, I am Scottish but now living in a small village in England. I have been blogging for many Years but recently joined Wordpress and I love it. I have made many new dedicated friends here and hope to meet more around the World.