Magical Garden

If I could take a trip, to the Magical Garden I’d go. Swinging all day long, taking in life nice and slow. 


I’d wait for the slow-mo mail on a snail so slow, the mailman would come and go three times in a row.


I’d visit the gnome in his mushroom home, and give a bath to his pet frog named Jerome.


The Magical Garden is a majestic place lost in time, where fairies ride on turtles and frogs sing in rhymes. 

If you ever grow weary, and want to escape to the land that time forgot, come to the garden and together we can get lost. 

S Heckman

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