My Garden

I would like you to come
and feast your eyes
on the stars and my garden

In the heat of summer
In the dead of the night
Where room is created
Where a seat is reserved
As the cool drinks sizzles
As the pillows beckon
To toast the future
To the light of the ancient past
For the love that I hold
For your presence and nearness

I would like you to come
and feast your eyes
on the stars and my garden


HeinS.