I wandered to my garden today

no bling
not even a sway

Ha Ha

you got me wrong

tis a tale

I shall sing my song

with many plants
drinking alive


I so wondered there
rocks settled
To grab them away

I knew
snuggled
they
must
Lay


Beaches at my door

for every sandy patch
that
tender little feet have touched

I saw you there
My love poured

For you so deep
as such

A tree
I AM

my leaves doth weep


I hid and till
moon light
only traced your prints

so coming together
as sun would rise

My Love for you

with the Sun and Moon

shall surely rise