Gardens Made of Stone
been save-en pocket change
to catch a train
a ride to the world
of milk an honey
pockets ran empty
not un-like
the lies of hope
so i cast
with empty eyes
upon a garden
made of stone
the wishfulness
of hope
the hopefulness
of a wish ?
so i sit in ponder
within a garden
made of stone
Copyright © Gary Bechter | Year Posted 2008
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