I Got lost in the garden

Not too long ago


Upon my arrival


I found my self a ***

With a beautiful golden rose


I could have loved her maybe

But now I’ll never know


For ivory stone roads

Beckon me to come home


Away from the

Flower potted wardens

That line the fields in rows


This soil wasn’t meant for love

Here no heart can grow


And upon my leaving


I had to bribe the trees

With a fresh bit of snow