Garden of Broken Hearts
In the stillness of the evening as daytime starts to end
There’s a place I go to visit with an old familiar friend
The place is dark and lonely and not many enter here
But I am never all alone I have my good friend near
We sit and share our memories of brighter sunny days
Those times are long since over and now a distant haze
There was a girl that we once knew a long, long time ago
That brightened every evening with her enchanting glow
But now it’s only in my dreams that I can see her face
So that is why I come here to this lonely garden place
In the quietness I’ll be dreaming of a love that has gone by
And here we’ll sit together, just my broken heart and I
Copyright © Stephen Washam | Year Posted 2010
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