The garden overflows with memories
And secrets that fly with the wind in the trees
The warmth of the sun, reminds me of the one
Whose name floats in the breeze
And suddenly, a rain drop, then a few more
I look into the sky where the eagles soar
The weather has changed now, I discover with a frown
And it bothers me down to my core
The garden should be a happy place to be
Not somewhere that, because of rain, you can hardly see
And so, just like that, I got up from where I sat
And started to make my way to the sea
To my absolute horror, I discovered it was raining there, too
Oh what on earth could I do?
To escape from this rain, that's causing so much pain
And making me feel terribly blue
Or perhaps it's not the rain at all
Not the way it splashes my face when it falls
Maybe it's him, whose face is so dim
Who has given me so much burden to haul
I trudge back to the garden, now quite sad
And perhaps even a little mad
I sit down and I cry, though I'm not sure why
But I slowly realize I'm glad
It has stopped raining for the day
The rain must go on its way
But my face is still wet, and I can easily bet
I will not as quickly be ok
Memories resurface, but there's a particularly special one
It consists of him, a flower, and the sun
He gives me the flower, and holds me for an hour
Before finally having to run
That was the last I saw of him, and it made my heart sore
That was the last I saw of him before he went to war
And the letter I received the next year, created so many tears
That I fell down just inside my door
My special one had been killed, just like that
And all they could find of him was his hat
The hat I bought for him, just on a whim
How could I ever forget that?
And now in the garden full of memories
And wonderful secrets and fascinating stories
I remember my love, as to my shoulder flutters a dove
And then, just as quickly, escapes into the breeze.
Feb 21, 2013
Feb 21, 2013 at 1:18 PM UTC
The garden overflows with memories
And secrets that fly with the wind in the trees
The warmth of the sun, reminds me of the one
Whose name floats in the breeze
And suddenly, a rain drop, then a few more
I look into the sky where the eagles soar
The weather has changed now, I discover with a frown
And it bothers me down to my core
The garden should be a happy place to be
Not somewhere that, because of rain, you can hardly see
And so, just like that, I got up from where I sat
And started to make my way to the sea
To my absolute horror, I discovered it was raining there, too
Oh what on earth could I do?
To escape from this rain, that's causing so much pain
And making me feel terribly blue
Or perhaps it's not the rain at all
Not the way it splashes my face when it falls
Maybe it's him, whose face is so dim
Who has given me so much burden to haul
I trudge back to the garden, now quite sad
And perhaps even a little mad
I sit down and I cry, though I'm not sure why
But I slowly realize I'm glad
It has stopped raining for the day
The rain must go on its way
But my face is still wet, and I can easily bet
I will not as quickly be ok
Memories resurface, but there's a particularly special one
It consists of him, a flower, and the sun
He gives me the flower, and holds me for an hour
Before finally having to run
That was the last I saw of him, and it made my heart sore
That was the last I saw of him before he went to war
And the letter I received the next year, created so many tears
That I fell down just inside my door
My special one had been killed, just like that
And all they could find of him was his hat
The hat I bought for him, just on a whim
How could I ever forget that?
And now in the garden full of memories
And wonderful secrets and fascinating stories
I remember my love, as to my shoulder flutters a dove
And then, just as quickly, escapes into the breeze.
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