The white garden was a cascade of purity In the Summer months. Against a background of red brick high walls Surrounding the right side of this ornamental Repton designed geometrically ordered song. Resting together with the freedom of wildness So to experiences nature in all its loveliness Dropping pennies in the old wishing well, Circling the gothic fountain of Cupid’s love, Until, at last, the slatted wooden gate opens Surrounded by hanging large leafed ivy Into the forest where I must go and you Must stay.