My garden in heaven
shall be a place
where friends may tarry
or walk their pace,
Alongside tulips,
daisies agleam,
damask roses
and violets adream,
By pools and fountains
sparklingly fair,
and birds will always
be welcome there,
With fragrant herbs,
a stand of holly,
some trelliswork
and a transformed folly,
But dearest by far
of there around,
the Master Gardener
may closely be found.