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IN THE GARDEN

Updated on January 8, 2010

In the quiet of the afternoon

Just my doll and me

We go out to the garden

And sit underneath a tree


The flowers smell so pretty

They are all in bloom

It's such a lovely way 

To spend the afternoon


And if I'm real quiet

And I don't make a sound

And I sit still, as still can be

The humming birds come around


They dart here and they dart there

Much faster than the eye

They are nice, but I like best

The Monarch Butterfly


If I am very quiet

And don't move, do you suppose

He'll float right down and gently land

Upon my freckled nose

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      "Quill" 7 years ago

      First to land, not a butterfly but loved what you have done with your words...very nicely done.

      Be Blessed

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      Priscilla Chan 7 years ago from Normal, Illinois

      Nice poem. I enjoy that. Thanks:)

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      amillar 7 years ago from Scotland, UK

      He might make you sneeze. Nice poems;)

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