A man once held a love so strong for me, so strong he made me a secret place.
A garden hidden just for me, filled with beauty and grace.
We spent hours in the garden together hand in hand while we walked around.
The birds sung and the fountain trickled, but his 'I love you' was my favourite sound.
I used to sit upon a swing he once made for me, he'd push me so softly in the summer's breeze.
The garden was a secret, set appart by a wall of stone, a wooden door and some trees.
We made love in the garden we conceived our baby.
Our perfect dream land would always last... Maybe?
One day our baby was born and our life was finally complete.
One day in the garden I wanted to swing, I came to my garden and sat upon its seat.
No one could have known the seat was rotten to it's core.
My body fell to its death, I was found upon the floor.
My love he blamed himself and filled him self with hate.
He banished away our garden, blocking off its gate.
He forbid any one from entering, leaving our place in the past.
Our baby girl, she got so big she really grew up so fast.
One day she took it upon herself to wander round the mansion's ground.
She saw a gate and broke in, can you imagen what she found?
A brambled over garden with a fountain running dry.
Her mothers garden hiden, she didnt understand why.
She ran to her father his face filled with upset.
After all these years the garden gave him pain and filled him with regret.
The father lashed out and told her not to enter ever again.
The daughter didn't understand why the garden brought him pain.
But you see he was angry at himself for me having to depart.
The daughter wanted that garden with all her little heart.
I wish with all I am and everything I'll be that he can forgive and learn to move on.
Deep in my heart I know that he did nothing wrong.
So I wished to myself that he would learn to let it all go.
I wished he'd put my garden back on for show.
I sent my thoughts to him one night while he dreamed away.
He woke up with an urge to open up the garden today.
Now my love pushes another on my swing and in her dress I watch her twirl.
I am finally happy because now that gardens filled with love with my husband and our girl.
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