My Garden

Roses, Christmas Cactus, lilies and bees.

In my garden are rocks, a fountain and paths,

Tall grasses, ferns, fruit vines and a bird bath.

In my garden are birds and butterflies,

And when the sun rises, my garden comes alive.

With beautiful colors and shadows long,

A sun dial measuring eternity's song.

At night my garden is full of dreams,

Spangled with stars and golden moonbeams.

And when the moon rises high in the sky,

It's my heart that wakes up and comes alive!

With memories of a night long ago,

When you held me close and said you loved me so!

Now memories flutter softly as doves,

Forget-me-not, my dear angel above!