Garden Of A Dream (poem)
Where is that spring which used to quench my thirst
Amid a secret garden of a dream
Where every scent of love seemed well rehearsed
Such music was then flowing from this stream
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Where is that moment not so long ago
When gentle trees brought shade from every care
Such promises the breeze would come to know
While lovers’ hearts brought meaning to this air
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It’s hard so hard to wander through a world
With thoughts a thirst a teardrop left behind
And all of my tomorrows come unfurled
Another dreamless night I am resigned
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Where is that spring its promise I must keep
She’s here beside me drifting in a sleep