MY GARDEN.

AS I SIT IN MY GARDEN I WONDER IN AWE,
AT THE BEAUTY THAT SURROUNDS ME IN MY HEARTS CORE,

HOWEVER DID THIS PLACE BECOME BEAUTIFULY SERENE,
FROM THE DEATH BED IT WAS ITS SO UNREALISTIC YOU SEE,

THE ROCKY PATH THAT ONCE LEAD TO MY BREAST,
HAS BECOME A COBBLE OF WHITE, FILLED FULL OF ZEST,

AND THE DROOPED THORNE ROSE BUSH HAS BLOOMED FULL OF LOVE,
TWAS THIS ROSE BUSH I HELD, ON MY LIFES PUSH AND SHOVES,

AND WHATS THAT I SEE RIGHT OVER THERE,
ITS A BEAUTIFUL BIRD GLYDING THROUGH AIR,

AHH YES OF COURSE NOW I CAN SEE,
ITS THE FREEDOM IVE LONGED FOR,
ITS MY LIFE,
ITS ME.

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