Garden Of Gold© Lois E. Felder |
I walk through the garden, On this warm summer’s day, To smell the flowers, That grandma raised. |
From the love she gave, When she planted it that day, To the love she gave us, Each and every day, So when you pass this garden of gold, Remember the love that this rose holds. |
Source: Garden Of Gold, Garden Poem http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/garden-of-gold#ixzz1XEg3o4tN Family Friend Poems |
Grandma and my Mom, stopping for smiles around the roses! |
My Mom and her Sweet Niece Janie Marie! |
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