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