When I think of you, you’re always in the garden;
Brown as the earth and hardy as an oak,
Yet, like a flower, tender in times of drought.
Jerusalem
7 May 1995
When I think of you, you’re always in the garden;
Brown as the earth and hardy as an oak,
Yet, like a flower, tender in times of drought.
Jerusalem
7 May 1995
Despite my declining Physical state, Increasing introspection And aversion to