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.
By Catherine Barry(AKA Kitty)