My Secret Garden Poem by John McClay
My Secret Garden
I dream of a secret garden
Filled with roses
And a bench that seats two
I dream of a majestic fountain
With sparkling water
That brings life to those near
I dream of a blue sky
That watches over
The beautiful creatures of my world
I dream a dream of romance
That warms you
In a cold, unsafe outside world
I dream this would be real
But I know
That this dream will stay dreamt
Wonderful poem, but the ending was a sad surprise. Keeping dreaming and hoping.
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4/25/2024 12:41:59 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Very nice. It is sad that the world in which we live cannot be the same as that which we dream of.