Epiphany

secret green

The garden, so long ago
I was a child playing in its greens
Hidden lake where lily pads lay low
I didn't know how much it meant to me

Sit in the grass
I used to run there when I was young
The bridge of then lasts
Even the birds haven't changed what they sung

Childhood memories etched to the trees
Here was where I believed magic ran free
So many years ago when I thought I saw fairies
When I used to pluck tiny daisies

The garden green
Where my childhood remains
I wish I knew what those lilies mean
Now that innocence has been slain
And present grows over the past
Ivy grows over the garden fast
Come to my garden green
Before it rots away to a dream