By Angel
Date: 14 October 1998

Garden of Love

Oh,garden of love
why do you beckon?
...Only to mock my petals,so soft?
Did you not plant me to grow?
Now that I've bloomed,why do you nourish those blades so well
and ignore the true beauty of me?
Did I not show for you this Spring?
Why do you mock me while offering them sweet dew,thou
they mock you...leeching all you have stored?
And, here, I sit patiently by in need of something more,
my head bowed, limbs withered,petals lost to the wind!
Why!

                                          Angel