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Chair In My Garden
There's a chair in my garden
Where I like to sit,
Watching the colorful butterflies
Around me, their wings flit.
I can hear the bumblebees
Buzzing around my flowers,
Gathering nectar for their Queen
They fly around for hours.
I can see the children
Playing on the lawn,
They catch fireflies at night
And would love to stay out till dawn.
I smell the roses
My husband planted for me,
I stop to smell each one
I'm surrounded by beauty.
The Fairies sit next to me
And take in the sights,
A wonderous day gone by
Gazing at the stars well into the night.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
Nov.9/2006
Was a title I was working with. I WISH I had a garden to sit it. LOL
Chair In My Garden
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