Come--open the gate

And step through the wall 

Into my garden.

I'll take your hand

And share with you

All the unique and exotic flora 

    growing there.

You can walk my pathways

Through heartwarming shows

Of color.

Take a long, deep breath

And smell the scent of nurturing.

The soft, sweet aroma of care

    and patience.

Forget your worries and reservations

And play hide and seek with me

In the warm, safe labyrinths--

I'll even make it easy 

To find me.

There's a clear, cool, everflowing fountain

Where you can quench 

Your thirst,

And my gazebo is always open

And beckoning to you.

Don't let the swing lie idle

Or the beauty go unappreciated.

Come--forget your fears

Open the gate

And step through the wall

Into my garden.

                

          --Dawn B. Bonds