.
Come meet me
in the secret garden
living green
and dancing yellow,
join the bees
and beg their pardon
where the hive
grows sweet and mellow.
.
Free of fear
and saved from doom
let us dance
in yonder meadow
where the wild ones
stand and bloom –
spare the truth
and spoil the credo.
.
Oh my love,
let’s long abide –
dance the tango
free from care.
Meet me
on the other side –
unloose your heartstrings,
take the dare.
.
.
© 2020 Betty Hayes Albright
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Seasonings 
For such a garden to exist 😎
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Indeed! Thank you for reading. 🙂
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You’re welcome!
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Hmm…Betty do you have the coordinates so I could plug them into my GPS…sounds like where we all should be these days.
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Will try to find out, Charlie. 🌞 In our dreams, if nowhere else….
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oh, this is just the panacea I was craving! ❤
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I’m so glad, Sarah. ❤🙂
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Beautiful and joyful 💜💜
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Thanks very much, Willow. 🙂❤❤❤
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A pleasure 💜💜
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Wonderful……. Thank you Betty 💜
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Thank you back, Kim. 💞
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Time out.
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Yes. Deep breaths. ❤
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24/7.
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Ahh yes. A wonderful place to be 💕
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Thank you, Val! ❤🦋
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The garden to long for, Betty, so beautiful and enchanting. Love and hugs, my friend xoxo
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Thank you, Lauren. Love and hugs back to you! 🤗💓
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That sounds like a place we all want to find and dance. (K)
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Methinks we must find it deep within, these days. Thank you, Kerfe.
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Such a rich, romantic fantasy. And don’t we all crave such a joyous, passionate release from the woes of today, that deadly pathogen and all other ghastliness?
‘Deep July’…yes, I love your poem, Betty.
Stay safe, keep well,
Paul
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Thank you, Paul! Best wishes to you and yours. May you also stay well.
Betty
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Love this poem Betty.. My garden is my sanctuary at the moment, where my heart dances at the sight of colour and the sound of bees… And the freedom to BE free as we get lost in the moment of our Now’s within Nature..
Beautifully penned Betty, thank you 🙂 ❤
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