Tall white pillars surround the hard surface
Brown bricks holds a water fall splashing over
On blue like glass
Dark blue fence of iron holds all in
Dancing daisys yellow and white
Chatter you hear inside the gate's
Soul"s in search of there fate
Humble sitting under the shade
The sun settles behind the tree's
Laughter and giggles of a child I hear
Mothers gathering up there brood
A child swimming over and under the clear blue
A flat white board standing in the tall grasses
Words stenceled very straight
Rules of life one would say
The blue like sky with flags of white
Top upon the brick like house
A bell titter's to and fro
For tonight will surely go
So tommrow will surely rise
And all will gather in that blue iron gate

By Donna L Hughes