Freda's Garden:

Welcome to my garden:

BLACK-EYED SUSAN

I had rather be a black-eyed susan
Growing wild and free,
Than to be a hybrid rose,
With palace walls surrounding me.

I'd rather grow out in a meadow,
Where God's nature doth abound,
Than to be all pruned and pampered,
In a city or a town.

I'd choose wide open spaces,
With blues skies overhead,
Sunshine in the morning
And soft clover for a bed.

I would never grace a crystal vase,
On a table fair,
But I would brighten up the way,
For a weary traveler.

Freda Fullerton
April 27, 2011