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Victoriana's Gardens
Ann Monroe |
Victoriana lived for her gardens
Grew things of unbelievable beauty
She walked among her roses and blooms
Ivy and vines so brilliant and green
Kissed by the sun, glowing in the moon
Day and night she touched them
Sang to them, danced for them
As they were absorbing her spirit
Their lustiness sucking the life from her soul
Creating the lonely void inside of her
Yet she never knew
She never left her gardens
Confident that love would come her way
Someday...
But the garden gate had become overgrown
It shut out the world she had never known
No one could have found their way in
So no lovers knew she was inside
Waiting...
Years of hope and anticipating
As eventually her empty heart turned to stone
Victoriana died in her gardens alone
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