The Howls of my Garden

Howling with every morning sun

Joy grazes the flowers laying in my garden

From the frightful lilies, who flicker and panic

To the gentle orchids calming their frolic

Fair breeze visits within its whims

To steal a kiss off the garden's fair ladies,

Poor my daisies, their petals trickled hazy

Meekly dancing along the trailing crazy

Regardless, they weep, the children of my garden,

The violets terribly with their shaded blue

Despite their tears pointing it true,

My garden's lonely, without you

The rose who brought her intricate thorns

Decorating its walls with her reddish tune

Enchanting my heart, that beautiful moon,

Who bearing my ring left one tranquil noon

Her chilly breath rest's in my garden halls

Accompanied by my flowers mourning her loss,

Roses, like her, crowning her stiff bed

Despite her dance through thorns in red