by Kimberly Renee Stone
My garden of flowers
Will be planted for me
I will dance among the beauty
For all to see
Others will come
From far, far away
They will be lost for words
With nothing to say
As the fragrance rises
To the very sky
No longer tears will I shed
Nor have my precious dreams die
When my secret garden
Comes into bloom
I will never utter the words
For you I have no room
From:
Your Obedient Daughter, Kimberly Renee Stone
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July 18, 2024
Last updated February 19, 2025