Poem -
safe in my arms
I
Cradle misery
In my arms
On a bench
Which I own
In the darkÂ
Which owns me
And
Will not
Let me be
WhileÂ
A gardenÂ
Stands silent
AndÂ
A moonÂ
Creeps above
Here
I soothe
What I own
As I grieve
A gone
Love
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M ~
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"The kiss of the sun for pardon, The song of the birds for mirth, One is nearer God's heart in a garden, than anywhere else on earth," My Mothers favorite poem! hugs!..........................................................................Jim
Thanks Jim, sorry for late reply x
a sorry song, filled with longing and love .. muchly oved x