I want a door knocker
On my door, on my door
I want a rustic garden
Fruit, veggies, and flowers
I want a door knocker
On my door, on my door
No doorbell for me
I want to hear tock, tock, tock!
I want a door knocker
On my door, on my door
In a growing place that feeds
The stomach, the eyes, the soul
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Whimsical Wanderer
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Sweet!!! Loved the last stanza!!!💖💖💕