"My Garden"
I sleep in a garden of hopes and wishes.
Not wanting to wake, or break the spell.
I float in dreams of imagined places,
Good morning sweet morning, all is well.
Snuggling my blankets, so comfy cozy,
I gently rub my eyes, time to wake.
Anticipation of a new day surrounds me,
And knowing how lucky I am to partake.
In this garden of life I find magic,
Upon the petals of colorful flowers,
It's where raindrops glisten like gems,
On their velvet softness for hours.
I find beauty deep in their essence,
Permeating all tender hearts.
With love blossoming in all places,
Good morning...what a wonderful start.
Charlotte
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