Sitting on a park bench
It was a lovely summer's day
The sound of all those seagulls
We were whiling the time Away.
The garden looked so peaceful
Everyone felt at ease
Relaxing laughing talking
Just a mile away from The sea.
It's name is palace gardens
And it dwells there in the park
It has a display of wonderful things
Like flowers and beautiful art,
It has a war memorial
Of soldiers who died in war
And has a certain atmosphere
One we've never felt before.
Maybe there's a presance of angels
It really feels seriel
If you were here with us
You would know just how we feel.
But nice things don't last forever
Soon it will be homeward bound
We truly had a lovely time
In the palace garden grounds.
Jun 18, 2021
Jun 18, 2021 at 10:35 AM UTC
Sitting on a park bench
It was a lovely summer's day
The sound of all those seagulls
We were whiling the time Away.
The garden looked so peaceful
Everyone felt at ease
Relaxing laughing talking
Just a mile away from The sea.
It's name is palace gardens
And it dwells there in the park
It has a display of wonderful things
Like flowers and beautiful art,
It has a war memorial
Of soldiers who died in war
And has a certain atmosphere
One we've never felt before.
Maybe there's a presance of angels
It really feels seriel
If you were here with us
You would know just how we feel.
But nice things don't last forever
Soon it will be homeward bound
We truly had a lovely time
In the palace garden grounds.
Simple poem I wrote during a holiday. It was such a tranquil feeling we had sitting in this lovely park called the palace gardens
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