The dog runs round the garden whenever I take out the lead .
Then as I attach it to her collar both of us are freed .
To go out walking where the birds sing songs in the morning sun .
Not far from the garden nature welcomes all those who will come .
There's a pond beyond the garden with swans and gaggling geese .
Beyond the pond there is a road where the dog I can release .
Beyond the road is a fairy tree with wild flowers to pluck .
If you wish while picking flowers it just might bring you good luck .
Beyond the fairy tree is a hill with other things to see .
Like rabbits who love hopping around in peaceful harmony
Beyond the hill sunlight dazzles as it hits you in the eye .
Sometimes around your head there are these little midgets that fly .
Beyond this place my garden awaits with lots of things to do .
So on we go until tomorrow when all will seem brand new .
By Paul McCann
Originally Posted On Site: 2007-11-09 05:46:43
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