Wrapped up in my natural surroundings
around my home that has grown over the last 59 years.

I remember my Nana this week,
it's been a year since she’s left and I am still emotionally bereft.

I feel her in her favourite place,
her beautiful garden, now my saving grace.

I am wrapped in her densely rich oasis filled with colorful flowers and fruit trees that her hands planted in their place.

I miss you Nana but I know whichever field I walk through or wherever a greenhouse I plant, you will be not far from me.