Silently I looked through the pane
The garden..The land to tame
The wind that slowly fade
The grace, the beauty in the lost maze
So enchanting,
Like a fairy tale
Brings tears inside
The flowers...The grass, the assembly of honey lines
The tender age of mine passed by
Playing and flying kites
Friends of yesterday I remember now
Why?
The open lawn of green
The rollover and slides
The small house in the corner
And the silent stream that flows by
And silently I looked through the pane
The garden of dreams
The flowers of light
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garden of dreams, flowers of light. I like it. I invite you to read my poems and comment.