It has been too long.
I have hurt so bad.
She is now beginning to look as if she belongs
Though the Turquoise being gone still makes me so sad.
She needed new paint
Her wooden sides were so dry
So many see me as an angel but truly I am no saint
I allowed my home to go unloved for so long all I did was stay at home a cry
Well the time has come for me to see how blessed I am
The men in my life already had given her a new roof a few years back
I took care of the flooding , by destroying that dam
So now with four gallons already on, I have begun to pick up the slack
Yes Oxford Brown is very Dark
I have plans to make that a stunning feature
With hundreds of blossoms next year it will not look so stark
You know I will have many a creature
I will save lots of money by starting seeds, I will save pennies on the dollar
I can hardly wait to design the new beds
Tall flowers in the back have to be outrageous in color
You will hardly notice the backdrop, flowers are all you will see instead
What are your favorite flowers, maybe I can grow them here
Up against this fresh new paint