Poetry Break

Come Join Me

I see within my body
A beautiful, quiet garden.
The lush gras holds
Onto my dying youth.
And a lake that is there
To catch all my tears.
The trees and flowers I saw
Grew from my happiness and joy.
The bird there within chirps
To run way my sorrows.
In this garden,
It is never dark and gloomy.
In this garden,
The light is always
Shining bright from memories.
Memories that I shared with you.