Author Lesbia Harford Today they made a bonfire Close to the cherry tree And smoke like incense drifted Through the white tracery. I think the gardener really Played a tremendous game, Offering beauty homage In soft blue smoke and flame. Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments