MY GARDEN

By Josie Whitehead

Aged 11 years

Josie

In my garden you will see

Flowers, birds and a busy bee,

   Fragrant tulips, lilies, roses -

   All the things to make some posies.

 

From my window you will hear

Blackbirds, thrushes, larks so clear;

   Gathering moss and twigs and hair -

   Making nests of beauty rare.

 

My garden gives me such great pleasure,

But alas it gives me little leisure –

   Weeding, watering and cutting the lawn,

   One needs to rise before the dawn.

 

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This poem was written by me when I was 11 years of age.  I was an 11 plus failure and at a secondary modern school.  We weren't taught much about poetry, and certainly not about metre.  I wrote it and it remained in my mother's drawer where we found it when she died.  No-one encouraged me to write any further poetry and so from then until I was about 65 years of age, any talent I had remained undetected.  It was children in my local primary school whom I visited as a volunteer visitor who encouraged me to write and obviously thought I had talent because they asked for a new poem each week.  Thank you children for what you did.  It has been published in a book.

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