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 vision blurs through brimming 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 scores my heart and tears spill down again.
There in love’s shadowed gardens of my mind
Both solace and sweet sadness do I find.
© Loubert S Suddaby. All Rights Reserved.