she wondered at when her heart had become winterbound
when the lovely garden had been
overgrown by sorrow and anger
wondered at how long she could pine for a love lost before
it consumed her very soul
she strayed each day through sketches she had drawn
captured happiness expressions of soul
whimsical moments of those bright days
she had always held love as a hope
a perfect place when she could live forever
but love takes many hearts to many different places
love wares different masks for its pleasure and play
it is an intoxicating brew
which drives men mad
it is a beautiful thing that women cherish
that gives life meaning
that is the very essence of our souls
she wondered at when her heart had become winterbound
when the lovely garden had become a tangled web of tears
but as spring grows upon the days
so her heart grows bold
and she learns how to leave that darkness behind
she will still steal glances backwards
but she will learn to love again
she will learn to leave behind the memory
and walk once again in the summer sun