Lush garden,

A garden,

I don’t grow chard in, 

I do grow flowers a plenty. 


Hydrangeas, Hollyhocks, Daffodils and Dahlias, 

Iris, Sweet Peas, Fox Gloves and Scabious.


All through the year,

I hold you dear,

I’ll miss you when I’m away.


There’s nothing can beat,

The wonderful treat,

Of my English Garden on a lovely Summer’s Day!