Our sweet garden house remembrance.
A time when sleeping there.
The morning light did delight.
The sounds of nature all around.
But oh that train not far away
did make a noise not quite so pleasant.
It was fun to sleep in the garden house.
Now plants reside there with
potting soil and tools.
I am thankful for these photos
to remind me of a time when it was filled
with the night songs of birds and sleep.
The photos have been shared before,
but I love remembering once upon a time.
Dreaming of a time again when the garden house
is full of love and friends again.
The photos have been shared before,
but I love remembering once upon a time.
Dreaming of a time again when the garden house
is full of love and friends again.