Secret garden
A secret garden where the wildflowers are I promise you it is not very far It is tucked away in a hidden place With such an unlimited growing space A hidden garden where the wildflowers bloom Partly in sunlight and partly in gloom You cannot reach it by sea road or rail neither turning wheels nor unfurling sails A quiet place where the blooms intertwine Growing like weeds and spreading just like vines Cant even visit it from overhead Just from your couch and when asleep in bed this furtile ground is found within your mind A place where miracles reside An original workCopyright 16062020