Garden

Bear in mind that this was written entirely with magnetic words one day at work

Shine, summer sun, fo rthe seed of our love-

Soft tendril grown in the wild, secret night.

Morning brings sanctuary as, above,

Harsh winter withers at your sacred light.

 

Wind makes no rustle, but listen! Something

Murmuring, though dead and quiet so long...

Fruit of our struggle, emerging with spring,

Bursts from this Eden on Earth like sweet song.

 

Come and bloom here, in the garden reflect;

Shade and tranquility will us protect.

Reviews

[happy girl]

That was really sweet, and it brought back beautiful memories for me. Great job!!!

[alyssa]

i love it...i was really well written!! keep writing!!

[Mysty Rayn]

Beautiful. Well done.