Simple Pleasures

                      My little garden,

                   Often becons me,



 

      
                 To savour,

         
                   It's ever canging,

                    Beauty.

                           I can wonder at nature's diversity,

   
                           And delight at her abundant promise,

    
                           Knowing I can trust buds to open,

                         

                            Fruit to ripen,

                            And fill my 'cup' to overflowing.

                           
                          So Simply Fulfilling.