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Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Monday, April 28, 2008
Garden Spy
I rediscovered the fact that I have binoculars.
The voyeur in me is leaping for joy.
A favourite pastime revisited.
New circumstances to explore.
From my room up in the attic of this house
I can see all across the valley to Queen Anne
And further afoot farther afield
But closer to home is where my eyes wander
I can see directly from my window
to the boxplot of a garden planted in front
where sprouts may or may not be springing
I have a sneaking suspicion its all become broom
A new reason
wake up in the morning to spy on my garden
The voyeur in me is leaping for joy.
A favourite pastime revisited.
New circumstances to explore.
From my room up in the attic of this house
I can see all across the valley to Queen Anne
And further afoot farther afield
But closer to home is where my eyes wander
I can see directly from my window
to the boxplot of a garden planted in front
where sprouts may or may not be springing
I have a sneaking suspicion its all become broom
A new reason
wake up in the morning to spy on my garden
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