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Michelmas daisies brushed the windows And fell through the open back door, As the sparrows, cheeky chirpy chaps, Black bibs bobbing cleaned the floor. A small pond built of red bricks, Resting on the surrounding pavement, With two gold fish, shark size, When light in refraction bent. The level lawn, handkerchief square, Had hedges of heather and blue, And the rustic archway over the path, Was drenched with roses of pinky hue. Beyond this heavenly haven Of bright eyed spiders domain, Vegetables of every colour, And underground, round sugar cane, Purple gooseberry, the size of egg, Between succulent strawberry and apple That shine in the shade, in dark brown earth, Where birch leaves gently dapple. This plantation, with no straight lines Or ruled edges, that shocks The natural scheme of growing garden, Ends finally in hollihocks, This magnificent backdrop Higher than stretched finger tips, Would ever open travellers eyes And round astonished disbelieving lips. Those palm tree tall sodium lights That edged that road side oasis, Though reduced now to memory Their sight and perfume I'll never miss, For they are printed on my heart, And will return at my slightest wish. |