Lush garden,

A garden,

I don’t grow chard in, 

I do grow flowers a plenty. 

 

Hydrangeas, Hollyhocks, Daffodils and Dahlias, 

Iris, Sweet Peas, Fox Gloves and Scabious.

 

All through the year,

I hold you dear,

I’ll miss you when I’m away.

 

There’s nothing can beat,

The wonderful treat,

Of my English Garden on a lovely Summer’s Day!