I Wandered Through the Garden
I wandered through the garden weary
Tracing her steps among the roses,
Feeling her presence here I grew teary
The scent of her perfume fondly reposes.
Though she no longer tends the flowers
Or walks these paths worn by her feet,
She tends blossoms now in ivory towers
Waits patiently until once again we meet.
written October 22, 2021
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