Garden In The Woods

I will walk in the woods where repose
the sycamore trees with purple tinged leaves
and the stream which is flowing gently with ease,
where I again find that soft mossy pathway
which leads to the house with the garden of roses.

And when I arrive, still carrying my cares
I will look on the brambles which are all growing there
with the fragrance of roses now filling the air,
one day I will knock on the door
and ask if I might walk in that garden of Yours.

by David Taylor

Comments (2)

A sweet poem that paints a vivid picture & takes us into the garden with you. I think you are also saying here that this walk is similiar to your walk in life. I loved it & give it a 10. Spiritsong
A sweet poem that paints a picture for the reader. It takes us along this walk in the garden with you. I think you are also saying that this compares with your walk in life. Loved it. I give it a 10. Spiritsong