
You can find me in the garden
You can find me in the garden,
Where sweet roses grow and bloom.
You can find me in the garden,
Breathing heavens’ sweet perfume.
You can find me in the garden,
Where birdsong will never cease.
You can find me in the garden,
For it’s here I rest in peace.
Come find me in the garden,
When grief fills your aching heart.
Come find me in the garden,
Know we’re never far apart.
Come find me in the garden,
Sit a while and talk to me.
Come find me in the garden,
I’m here listening carefully.
Come find me in the garden,
Here you will never be alone.
Come find me in the garden,
For this is my eternal home.
– Lesley Johnstone
I absolutely love your poem “you can find me in the garden”. I would love to incorporate it into my artwork but I can not find your name.
Honestly, I also want to save it for MY funeral since I am an avid gardener but a really lousy poet.
May I have permission to use it?
Maureen O’Reilly
FB. Paintbrush and shovel
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