I'll wait in the garden ,"said she,."
Her parting words on starry night .
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"What garden," where must i climb in?"
Said I, in jest , hope soaring bright.
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But she had gone, dissolved in the mist,
And left me wondering what I had missed.
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A garden full with flowers and trees,
Lush green grass, chirping birds, humming bees.
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Speckled by sunlight, petals and dew,
The love making place just for us two!!
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And there would we caress and explore,
Spending our lives in love evermore.
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And there would we caress and explore,
Spending our lives in love evermore.
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Of the world's harsh rules, time's consent,
Which garden was it, what had she meant?
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Or had she meant the Garden to be,
Within our minds, that place so free.
Marie Jacobs Sept 2012
