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.
Copyright © Sedona Heaney | Year Posted 2021
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