The High Walled Garden

There was a high-walled garden where I often sat

Twirling leaves and unfurling blooms draped and winding over stones

Where I reclined with the sun on my legs

With breeze stroked hair

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There was a high-walled garden where I often sat

Keeping out the noise of the world

Locking danger away

Safe and secure with beauty and rest

 

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There was a high-walled garden where I often sat

With giggles and roses

Laughter and mint

Delight and doves

 

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I think often of that garden now

The creaking swing, the cobbled stones

The fragrance of sweetness and the softness of life

Since the day I let out a mighty yell and burst down its walls.

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