My Garden Poem

My Garden Poem.

A place where I hear the birds tweet.

The flowers giving off their lovely perfume oh so sweet.

Inside my garden awaiting for the blossom

Scaring the pests is so troublesome.

In my garden where my flowers grow tall.

In my garden I love them all.

Fruits and vegetables of all kinds.

Not in the front of the house but behind.

In my garden my quiet place.

In my garden there is so much space.

My garden is always there.

I wish I could take it everywhere.