Garden of Five Senses - Level 1 Speech 3
Garden of five senses Oh! How I love my garden where I sit and contemplate My perfect piece of paradise inside my garden gate Hanging baskets, pretty pots, the flowers are brimming over. The grass so green, the buttercups, the daisies, and the clover These are the exact kind of sonnets which have brought in a romance in the very word “Garden”. Whenever we utter the word – garden, we imagine all sorts of lovely trees, flowers, butterflies, shrubs, fountains, cobbled pathways etc… This romance with the word garden got into my life with Enid Blyton books. Unfortunately now that is the story only with cubbon park or lal bagh or Mughal gardens. Our own gardens are reduced to the smaller sizes of balconies or a few square meters of space. My love for garden started when I was young due to two things – Enid Blyton books second as we all know all loves at such young age can start because of your parents, it was my mom. Growing up we used to live in a DDA apartment, we had