rosy retrospection
your mind is a garden,
blooming with rosy memories
and wisdom whispered by wise men.
tend it with gentle confidence,
water it with pure self love.
it will waver without withering away.
your thoughts are seasons,
filled with springs of joy
and winters of melancholy,
melt away the snow of sadness
and let the silence fade.
away, away, the cold winter grey.
keep your thoughts open,
speak up, and beautiful,
your garden will stay.