behind the house
an Eden grew that
we could visit anytime
A Birdbath In Paradise
Delight
in every season
the apple tree
is my Eden
Eden
in this paradise
of new colors
apples are still flowers
Found Again
walk in the woods
with sunlight and fairies
Eden has not been lost
Steward
The land must be listened to
respected and revered.
Old friend show me the way to Eden.
