A love in verse

The Garden

2017-06-13
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Stepping out from the wooden shed

Before me’s the garden (and then the house)

There's every shade, from deepest red-

To delicate yellow- she has the nous

To grow great flowers and it’s inbred

Her dear late mother had the gift

- The gardens she made in those days long dead!

Now this, as handsome, makes my heart lift

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Acceptance

For every joy there comes a pain;

To know you’s joy – and your demise?

The thrilling kiss, the soul that cries…

New Joys

If I had time and money 

I’d take you on a cruise

But lack of cash ain’t funny...