
In the early morn,
Rising with the summer sun,
Waking with the birds,
I sit among trees and flowers,
Sipping coffee as
Windchimes serenade me.
A squirrel scurries,
Butterflies flutter, bees buzz.
My garden shuts out the world.
Choka

In the early morn,
Rising with the summer sun,
Waking with the birds,
I sit among trees and flowers,
Sipping coffee as
Windchimes serenade me.
A squirrel scurries,
Butterflies flutter, bees buzz.
My garden shuts out the world.
Choka

Humble abode, yet it’s the
One place where I can be
Myself.
Every man’s castle
Acrostic
In 1644, English judge Sir Edward Coke was quoted as saying, “For a man’s house is his castle”.
