In the garden of broken dreams she sits <br />and stares upon the skies. No one can <br />hear her silent screams, as the tears <br />stream from her eye's. She's all alone <br />she's on her own. They've said their last <br />good bye's. <br />~ <br />It seems her dreams, are now all shattered. <br />She's lost the only one that mattered. <br />Through the rustling of the falling leaves. <br />There comes a soft and gentle breeze. <br />Though he is no longer there, thoughts of <br />him still fill the air. She senses still and always <br />will. His gentle touch that meant so much <br />upon her skin so fair. <br />~ <br />The arms that used to hold her now enfold <br />somebody new. She can't believe she was <br />deceived. That his words of love weren't true. <br />Only the magic of his love; can make her <br />whole again. Only clouds of loneliness will <br />shroud her life till then. She fears there's years <br />of timeless tears she'll cry. Her only yearn is <br />for his return, or she will surely die. <br />~ <br />From her bank account of memories, she'll take <br />them out one by one; till they are all withdrawn. <br />She'll spend them each and every day until <br />they are all gone. Perhaps then; that's only <br />when; she'll be able to move on...<br /><br />Thad Wilk<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-garden-of-broken-dreams/
