In your garden is where I grow,

 

Under the willow is where I go,

 

Wait for the sun is all that I know,

 

Thanks to the love infused seeds that you sow. 

 

Within your garden of reason,

 

I found my freedom, 

 

Found strength to withstand the force of any season,

 

Found meaning,

 

A spring in my step which is slowly reveling,

 

Colours of bloom the colours of feeling.

 

For even the rose defends herself with her thorns,

 

Grows back stronger each time that she's torn,

 

Every year anew each year reborn.