In the garden you will find,
An ancient wooden bridge,
Weathered, warm, and very lined,
It's reflection a perfect image.
The pool it cradles is round and deep,
A willow tree shades the shore,
The grassy bank's not very steep,
On the water are lilies galore.
The bridge has stood for ages past,
It's surface growing sleek,
It's beams and boards were built to last,
As it moves, a gentle creak.
A child runs across the bridge,
The parents laugh and follow,
They look around as they reach the ridge,
At the flowers around and below.
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Rosebud's Poems
PoetryPoems of various kinds that I've written. If you have something you'd like me to write a poem about, please do request, even if it's totally random!! I love writing requests, it inspires me!!!! mkay! and for once, I do own the cover! =D I took this...
