This Flower of Mine

In the garden of my mind there lives a flower
Of the simplest grace and perfection
With a beauty that can’t be rivalled
And the flower is mine

I don’t know where she came from
This flower of mine
From this barren landscape of my life
She bloomed, with a perfume
Sweet to smell
And a smile to melt my heart

When my life seems cold and grey
I look out of the window
To the garden of my mind
And watch my flower, smiling
Calling “Come with me
I can take you away, to a place
Where the sun never sets
Where your smile lives on forever
Come with me
Come with me”