The Garden..............* This poem was written for and inspired by my Ex boyfriend Stephen*

He walks through the garden
The cold earth beneath his feet
Many things have died here
His garden has its weeds
Sinking slowly into its earth
Cutting off air for his flowers to breathe

His spirit soars into the sky
Never one to claim victim to defeat
How much longer before this garden
Flourishes and grows
Tilled with precision and hoed with love

Still those flowers floundered
And the rain would beat them down
Those flowers never bloomed for him
And love....it never came around

Everyday he wondered
If today would be that day
That he might find some happiness
That love would bloom and stay
But all those seeds he planted
Truly, never stood a chance
In a garden so full of pain
In his world without romance

There were times when the wind would blow
Never reaping what he truly sowed
And yet-------still, he would try again
But rocks emerged....every stone turned
He promised himself that he would win

Now, when friends speak of him
They do so with a smile
I simply look up into the sky
Because in my heart i know he will be fine
Yes................I know..............I will survive................2003:Ronnie/Harry Spady