Secret Garden

Behind the House, life is born.
Trees with apples so sweet.
Pink Roses, Willow Trees, Raspberry Poinsettias.
Sun shines through thick leaves.
Shade takes its place.
Fruit around produces irresistible aromas.
A place to escape from it all.



Poetry by Coolaaron88
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Written on 2006-08-13 at 04:49

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Thomas Selnes The PoetBay support member heart!
To tell the truth, I cannot abide staying in a house when such a solace is nowhere to be found.

A pleasant description, and a reminder of the lack of said secret garden in my immediate proximity ;P
2006-08-13


Evelyn
Short poem but oh so nice=) I want to go there....
2006-08-13


David Hazell
Pleasant and well written.
2006-08-13


keith nunes
sounds great
2006-08-13


Teala
Short, sweet, and oh-so-enchanting!
2006-08-13