garden (small piece)

Garden

i sat that day, with an empty look on my face
in the garden in your chair,
where you used to watch over your roses.

i've been running with myself.
where to run? i do not know.
did i passed my destination,
did i missed it?

i tend to your roses,
how to make them bloom?
although you're not here anymore
i'll tend to your roses till
you come back to your garden again.

sometimes at noon , when the sun is high
way up in the sky, i watch the garden,
sitting behind the window,
shadows sliding by slowly.
i see you sitting there
i call you
but you don't respond.

i never understood you...
watching your roses...
but now i see...
i sit and wait.
did you wait this long for me?

i'll tend to your roses till
you come back to your garden again.


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