You don't want to deal with imaging and hospitals
Whether patient or visitor
There is a nirvana in one
Breezes caress the sunshine
Counted the bird houses
Numbered seven
Mother Nature's son keeps it blooming filled with peace, tranquility and greenery
He tends to his garden
Reminding you to take it easy
You can hear the collective sigh as you take it in
It sweetens the soul as a sanctuary should
Will wild turkeys  come by?
Will the skunk grace you with his or her presence?
This precious oasis in the little utopia  
A little piece of Walden
Thoreau would approve of
Caesar's Garden

C@rainbowchaser 2023