Harmony Garden was bathed in golden light -
A long limbed girl read her book in the shade of a lime tree -
Warm breezes carried the scents of many flowers -
It was late afternoon -
Penelope and I walked up to the house overlooking the gentle lawns -
I pictured the man for whom it was built, a planter returned from Jamaica -
He'd made his wicked fortune under a tropic sky -
The house and garden were named after his plantation -
He would hear the calls of emerald birds whenever he closed his eyes -
When moonlight entered the house, strange constellations would cover the skies -
17.00
Wednesday 1July 2015
Harmony Garden
Melrose
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