In the garden my brothers, sisters and I planted,
In the garden where we play,
In the garden where we laugh and pray,
In the garden a memorial stands,
In the garden a memorial to Wiccans,
In the garden a memorial to those whom have gone to the Summerlands,
In the garden where you stood by my side,
In the garden I break down and cry,
In the garden, in front of the memorial, I say my goodbyes.
Steph N. Janusz
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-the-garden-10/
