to seach the mind to relax the soul, <br />open the gate to the wonder of the growth, <br />around, <br /> <br />gather foxglove thisttle or the weeds, <br />look the roses are blue the daisies, <br />are red, <br /> <br />the birds are flying happy in the sky, <br />of silky white, <br />the sound that skip around my heart, <br />allow the senses glow so bright, <br /> <br />the senses flickers with the scent, <br />of wild golden buttercups and oranges, <br /> <br />to the picture the outside world through the, <br />tinted glass of the serect garden of love, <br />and hope<br /><br />Sharron Stephenson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/golden-foxglove/
