Want back in the garden, I’ve seen enough.
You show me beauty and take it away.
The games that you play are simply too rough.
*
I show no fear, but it’s only a bluff.
I wish I was steel, instead of soft clay.
Want back in the garden, I’ve seen enough.
*
I make no firm stand and ran from the scuff,
Making it so easy to go astray.
The games that you play are simply too rough.
*
Giving some hope, then it’s gone with a snuff.
No longer waiting for that promise day.
Want back in the garden, I’ve seen enough.
*
All of the ideas are nothing but guff,
Tired of hearing what fools have to say.
The games that you play are simply too rough
*
When I took my leave, I thought I was tough,
But all to quick I could not find my way.
Want back in the garden, I’ve seen enough.
The games that you play are simply too rough.
About the Creator
Steve Lance
My long search continues.
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