MY GARDEN

My Garden of Delight is overgrown with weeds,
For love does not bloom here anymore.
When the sun arose, and when it set,
Love was always here, and yet,

My Garden of Delight is overgrown with weeds,
For love does not bloom here anymore.
Love left of its very own,
Now my garden is so overgrown.

My Garden of Delight is overgrown with weeds,
For love does not bloom here anymore.
Its swift demise was such a surprise,
But I should have seen it coming before.

My Garden of Delight is overgrown with weeds,
For Love does not bloom here anymore.
Still in my heart, my love shall not depart.
Yet, his shall ne'er return to my garden's shores.