Growing green, the soft light screens, <br /> Bright shadows of the day. <br /> It’s lazy crawl, on garden walls, <br /> The ivy has it’s way. <br />Cool light shades, afternoon fades, <br /> Till glow sets in the west, <br />then twilight settles into night, <br /> And my garden has it’s rest. <br /> <br />Gary Bryson <br />1/27/05<br /><br />Gary Bryson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/across-the-garden-wall/
