Hot summer day by Ann Wood

It is a hot summer day and I am in the garden.
Doing some gardaning jon and water the flowers.
I can hear the birds song coming from other end of the garden.
It is so hot, the ir is not moving.
I can smell the aromat of the flowers and fruits trees.
It is one very hot summer day in England.
This year my garden is full with lovely flowers.
I am enjoying the wether and the birds song.




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Written on 2019-07-26 at 20:36

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antoniya katelieva-wood The PoetBay support member heart!
Aww thank you Jim. Yes I love my garden
2019-07-27


jim The PoetBay support member heart!
It sounds lovely, despite the heat. Your English garden must be a sight to behold.
2019-07-27