And here we will sit
You and I, on the bench,
To talk of it all
Our hearts to be blessed.
And sometimes we will sit
And gaze far, as we do
Without ne'er a word,
Just close by, me and you.
And breathe in the fragrance
Of sweet bloom ladened air
Glad for the moments
The love that we share.
We shall sit as we sing
In our hearts, as we pray,
The joy here with God,
You and I, near today.
Soft whispers from
Derry's Heart Poems © March 2011
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
Poetry From The Heart
So meet me in the garden
Please meet me there at three
You know that rustic garden bench
Was made for you and me
©Catherine Turner-Joll
