Mystery Of Evening Garden Hill Poem by Suelynn Walters

There's an old meadow not far away
Now some say it's a mystical place
Well I don't know if I agree with them
But that's the first time I've seen your face

Mystery Of Evening Garden Hill

Those blue eyes captivated me so
Your touch was like no other before
How you made me smile all the way
Was that magic because I'm not sure

Mystery Of Evening Garden Hill

What was it all about that evening
Why did you vanish before my eyes
How can I keep on searching like this
And keep on asking myself why

Mystery Of Evening Garden Hill

People say it's all but an illusion there
I hope to find you waiting there for me
All that's left is that old quiet meadow
And the rest seems to be all history

Mystery Of Evening Garden Hill