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  • I Am Talking about a Garden
  • Horace Young

There is a place where love is in the airWhere you can flop down on a benchOr pull up a rocking chairWhere you can be quite active or simply sit and stareI am talking about a garden

Where food is grown to feed little tummiesAnd flowers bloom to please our mommiesWhere nature makes smart guys of dummiesI am talking about a garden

Where little ones can safely playAnd the elders can have some sayWhere lightening bugs turn night to dayI am talking about a garden

Where squirrels dart by as if to flyAnd the June bugs visit until JulyWhere imagination soars from the earth to the skyI am talking about a garden

Where tree limbs stretch like angels' wingsAnd God's little creatures can laugh and singWhere you can feel good about everythingI am talking about a garden

Where a man can work off his many frustrationsWhere he can shove off his many creationsWhere the language is universal all across the nationsI am talking about a garden [End Page 138]



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