Aunty's Garden by Zora Cross

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In Aunty's dear old garden grow
The very sweetest flowers I know --
Tall Larkspurs and white hollyhocks,
Sweet Alice and pink four o'clocks.

There is a sundial Uncle made,
And Aunty keeps the tiny spade
Dead little Lena used to own ...
She went away before she'd grown.

I love to pick the sunflowers tall,
The bachelors' buttons tight and small,
And gather great white sprays of may,
Coronations bright and zinnias gay.

And when sometimes I sit and dream
Among the roses red and cream,
The daisies white and violets blue,
Dead little Lena dreams there too. 

First published in The Australian Woman's Mirror, 1 September 1925

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