Garden of My Love
The flowers of time
have become our garden
The one where we play
and leave tears of hope
Funny how the hours
taste each moments ghosts
Seconds of our laughter
Minutes of our kiss
Only create miracles
Far beyond the arms of bliss
And as the flowers
in our garden
begin to die
Each branches into memories
That make it all worthwhile
We gather them together
Into a bouquet
of our colorful smiles
One rose
for the lady
One from a gentleman's heart
One tulip of tomorrow
One gardenia
to scent our morning start
One passion of an iris
That reflects you within my eyes
You are the garden of my love
And I your raindrops of hello
and never goodbye
©belladora
All Rights Reserved 1998
The 30" x 40" original acrylic painting above is an original titled "Garden of Love". SOLD to England.
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