Irish Poem 10th May 2019

There is peace within a garden, a peace so deep and calm. That when the heart is troubled, it's like a soothing balm. There is life within a garden, a life that still goes on. Filling the empty places, when older plants have gone. There is glory in the garden, at every time of year. Spring, summer, autumn, winter, to fill the heart with cheer. So ever tend your garden, its beauty to increase. For in it you'll find solace, and in it you'll find peace.