The Rose LbNA #4384 (ARCHIVED)
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Add Location| Owner: | Adoptable |
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| Plant date: | Jun 17, 2003 |
| Location: | |
| City: | ??? |
| County: | Mystery |
| State: | Massachusetts |
| Boxes: | 1 |
| Planted by: | Micah Taylor  |
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| Found by: | ??? |
| Last found: | Apr 9, 2004 |
| Status: | F |
| Last edited: | Jun 17, 2003 |
The Rose
Somewhere in MA
Placed: June 17, 2003 by TehutiKa, AsetKa and kids!
Distance: Depends how long you wander around....
Time: As long as it takes to find it!
Difficulty: It's a mystery....
Clue:
Far to the west
over the river
through the fields
was a garden
A grand garden
full of life
and flowers
lovingly planted
It belonged to us all
this oasis of life
but most of all
it belonged to her
My grandmother
full of life
and full of joy
just like her garden
Unchanged to young eyes
day after day
year after year
just like her
We would go there
all of us kids
and laugh and play
under her careful gaze
The gazebo was hers
a shaded sanctuary
from which she ruled
and gave us direction
Among the flowers
along the paths
and around the hedges
was my own haven
Underneath my bush
beyond the hedge
just out of sight
my secret place
My place of haven
where I hid
my childhood fears
and boyhood dreams
She is gone now
and so am I
moved away south
with a family of my own
But the garden remains
same as it was
full of life and secrets
are my dreams still there?
Somewhere in MA
Placed: June 17, 2003 by TehutiKa, AsetKa and kids!
Distance: Depends how long you wander around....
Time: As long as it takes to find it!
Difficulty: It's a mystery....
Clue:
Far to the west
over the river
through the fields
was a garden
A grand garden
full of life
and flowers
lovingly planted
It belonged to us all
this oasis of life
but most of all
it belonged to her
My grandmother
full of life
and full of joy
just like her garden
Unchanged to young eyes
day after day
year after year
just like her
We would go there
all of us kids
and laugh and play
under her careful gaze
The gazebo was hers
a shaded sanctuary
from which she ruled
and gave us direction
Among the flowers
along the paths
and around the hedges
was my own haven
Underneath my bush
beyond the hedge
just out of sight
my secret place
My place of haven
where I hid
my childhood fears
and boyhood dreams
She is gone now
and so am I
moved away south
with a family of my own
But the garden remains
same as it was
full of life and secrets
are my dreams still there?