Forever my thoughts bend to you

Like the leaning of a tree to to the wind

 

Forever my eyes turn to you

Like the search of a flower for sunlight

 

Somehow you've planted yourself

In my soured garden of a wilted heart

 

You've brought sweet tender rain

To my meadows choked with weeds

 

You've brought rays of warm sun

To my storm of gaunt withering dreams

 

You've brought excitement and ploy

To my melancholy story of a blank muse

 

You've bought reason to my garden

And it is growing, ever so slowly, back

 

You've cared for my garden lovingly

Unconditionally, you've sustained me

 

You've shown me my garden matters

And you've neglected your own

 

You've cultivated your seeds

And they have grown

painfully, yet gracefully, into

Beautiful

Wonderful

Flowers

In my dejected woeful, shameful heart

 

And their roots have penetrated

The very fibers of my silted soul

 

And they continue to spread and grow

Binding you to my heart forever

 

I wish you to know that this garden

Has fallen into your hands

 

This garden is now your garden

And because you have my heart

My garden