THE GARDEN OF LOVE!!

THE GARDEN OF LOVE!!


Love is a garden whose bounty feeds us well.
But if it is not tended can be a living hell.
This garden cannot prosper through the efforts just of one.
No, two must labor jointly for sharing of the fun.
Neither time, distance nor strife of life it’s power can they blight.
However, should one or the other fail it produces endless night.
The darkness in which I blunder is as a freezing rain.
Through your lack of effort I feel the depths of pain.
When you say the word of love I hear a muted bell.
When I view our field of love the garden is not well.
Thunder of the moment echoes loudly through the years.
The garden that did sustain us, is watered by my tears.