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Our April Garden

I look into our April garden
A few daffodils brighten an apple tree
The other two await the blossom
A hen pheasant wanders carelessly into the lawn
Freshly cut to welcome the birds
Greenfinch and bluetit survey the work
Nod their approval bird feeder enticing the goldfinches
And a blackbird romances the evening.
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By Timmy Conway

By profession an Accountant By ambition a Politician But by nature a Poet

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