I see you there in your garden of dreams.
Pruning back the weeds of time.
Shading your eyes as you look at the stream.
Humming a lovers rhyme.
I see you there by the garden pool, where yesterday.
We ambled, we rambled, we kissed.
You loosen a tear to long in your eye.
But clings to the smile on your face.
The tear drop falls into the pool.
And the circles tremble and race.
Out of the pool by the syphousing sun,
your tear found it's way to the sky.
And found passage on a cloud that lingered passing by.
The cloud kept it's date with the God's.
Standing here in the rain.
The God's kept their date with me.
Your tear drop fell upon my lips.
And soon I will be with the.
Copyright © Donna Phillips | Year Posted 2005
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