I wandered through the garden, thoughts on you,
‘Midst effervescent colors and perfumes,
A sash of mottled green on trellis blue
Matching the dress you wore that day in June.
Warm dappled sunlight, laughter on the wall,
A wood thrush trills your tribute to my ears,
A butterfly my fluttering heart now stalls
And briefly blurs bright vision in brimmed tears.
Soft gentle breeze, fond memory of those times,
Dear times we thought back then would never end;
The distant tinkling of the garden chimes
So breaks my heart and tears spill down again.
There in love’s shadowed gardens of my mind
Both solace and sweet sadness do I find.
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