| In my garden In my garden There are roses, Daisies, black carnations, And some daffodils. In my psyche - There are dreams, Tunes and sighs, Crumpled smithereens. Giggles, dual feelings, Fading laughter, tipsy riots, Darting pathos, Aspirations, laid-back Self-esteem. Run-down conscience, Blaming lips, Corny jokes, Absurd thoughts, Plucked temptations And torn leaves. |