Garden
I remember that garden.
Same benches, same fountain
Slowly I step in
Same faces, same air.
Babies play
Bawling happy
Nannies and mothers…
Fading away…
Benches, fountain
Babies and noises
All fade away
Leaving me alone.
A gate surrounds me
It has no ending
I walk disoriented
Looking for a sunbeam.
Only shadows around me
Ghosts of my past
Not a movement
Not a sound
I sit ashore
Keeping my head
For no letting my thoughts fly
For no letting my memories go
I fall asleep
And the benches, the fountain,
The babies, mummies, nannies,
All return.
I keep sleeping,
I can see the light
I can feel the life
I can live in my dreams.
Copyright © Patrizia Cohen | Year Posted 2011
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