My garden’s guardian angels

Twins… moulded in the same vein…
Sit cheek by jowl adorning the old wall.
They see all seasons… through rain, sunbeams and the occasional hail.
The guardians of my garden
Silently oversee all that lives and grows… planted or otherwise!
Frannie xx   
© 2014 Francesca Muir

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