Sitting in her flower garden
Away from everything mundane
Pansies at my feet
Plum tomatoes at my teeth
I try to look out
But the sun glare blocks my view
I can not see her
But I know she is close by
I feel the warmth of her
As she sneaks up behind me
To hug me tight and kiss my face
Sitting in her flower garden
Away from everything mundane
This is my favorite part of day
This is the only way
The 'word' of David Martin
Good bye
DMM
7/29/2008
