Lady Isabelle John

Had two mothers

One was her birth mother

And the other was her garden

 

Which she loved very much

 

She could be found in her garden

On each day of the year

Doing this and doing that

Weeding the lawn

And rolling it flat

 

Autumn and Winter

Meant nothing to her

As she swept

The paths

And trimmed the fir

 

Stevens was her

City of Flowers

And this is where

She spent

Her waking hours

 

 

From Lady Isabelle at Stevens