Garden Glory

Dominion, Volume 32, Issue 148, 18 March 1939, Page 7 (Supplement)

Garden Glory

"Ip AR from the noisy city is the garden r that I know, Where every lawn is detoy-sweet and green; 'And all the little coWed paths where no one ever walks, Eave gag nasturtiums nestling in between.

Of human voices—not a sound in all this lovely place, But cosmos whisper by the window ledge, ’And in the early morning when the world begins to stir, The sparrows chatter wildly in the hedge.

Behind the rustic summer-house where oleanders glow And asters spill their pollen every- , where,

The velvet pansies, purple-hued, peep shyly up at you As pansies will, when days are warm and fair.

And when, in summer loveliness, refreshing sunshowers fall, The speckled thrushes sing a sweet refrain, And orange-petalled marigolds uplift their dainty heads . And listen to the rhythm of the rain. Oh, I wish that you could see this garden at the sunset hour When butterflies farewell the closing day, For then the glint of sunflowers' gold would banish all your cares And the roses' scent would steal your heart aivay. —Original by Sally, Waipawa.