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A Country Garden.

Cobbled streets and leafy lanes
Old church spires with weather vanes
Flintstone walls beside the road
Thatched cottages stand out so bold

Tulips line the flagstone path
Sparrows dance in an old birdbath
A wooden gate swings to and fro
In gentle breeze where weeds still grow

A weeping willow adorns the lawn
Its hanging branches look forlorn
Wild flowers sway and shed their scent
A country garden in the heart of Kent.

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Outstanding gem of a piece, one of my favs, now!
Ooohhhhh! ! ! What a delightful poem Graham, such a pleasure to read, and so very English. Lovely. Love Ernestine XXX