Garden Is Eden
Eden, come,
Charming as a spring day.
I could watch her dance for all my life.
Another
Flower is picked and pure.
I could stare at her for hours more.
A garden
Forever I could search
Until I find a lover to have.
When I do
She will be Eden, pure,
As tall as a tree, as loud as wind.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
