All still and dim the house has been

Shadowed against the furious sun

And I have missed my dearest one

Her lovely face I have not seen.

But I have seen the things she made

The places where she always goes

Items and objects which she chose

The garden – her own magic glade.

So in this richness I have spent

An afternoon of rare delight

With thoughts of your return tonight – 

What rich life-blessings I’ve  been sent!

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