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From the Old Farmers Alminac
In a garden of flowers
In a bed of clean air
In a world that looks sideways
In a garden that swirls
Now I sit in this garden
Feel that air on my neck
As I sit in this garden
And I play with my hair
When a child comes along
And I don’t feel as alone
As they sit in the garden beside me
And I glance at my home
As they say let’s be friends
I hope this never ends
For the garden within me
Full of the flower beds
Wants to stay with this child
As the sun ends
About the Creator
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