My Garden

I've a garden, a garden of dreams,

Where the cool breeze whispering sways
Softly the apple-sprays,

And from leaves that shimmer and quiver
Down on mine eyelids streams
A slumber-river.

by Sappho

Comments (2)

.............beautiful poem and rhymes so nicely...love this ★
This was a beautiful poem about dreams and how your dreams can come into effect in the physical. And how it is ok to dream and have. Not evil at all