On August 22nd, 1998, my son Keith (who was then 31)
came over to visit me and when he arrived I wasn't there
so he went back into the garden to sit and wait for me.
Apparently he must have waited for quite some time because
while he sat there, he wrote this poem about my garden.
I was so moved when I read it I just had to share it with anyone
and everyone who has a chance to read it.
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came over to visit me and when he arrived I wasn't there
so he went back into the garden to sit and wait for me.
Apparently he must have waited for quite some time because
while he sat there, he wrote this poem about my garden.
I was so moved when I read it I just had to share it with anyone
and everyone who has a chance to read it.
I hope you will be as moved as I was.
Enjoy!
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