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Sycamore House

Poetry Moment at Sycamore House


There’s a little piece of heaven just off the Goldhawk Road.

A place full of beauty, many flowers to behold.

As I sit in my little heaven: lost in thought of old and new The peace and calm around me, to touch it would be gold.

And then I hear the ripple of the water in the fish pond not far away, Saying Troubles? Just wash them all away.

Then a voice from the distance says “Hi – How are you?”

Lonely? How can I be “in my home in my heaven”

Just by the Sycamore tree.        P1010027 - Poetry at SH


By Catherine Barry(AKA Kitty)

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