\"Come back to the garden
My love\" I appeal.
\"The storm is passed,
The climate ideal.\"
\"There\'s beauty still standing
Amidst the debris,
There\'s sunshine for you,
There\'s shadow for me\".
She stands looking distant
At what I can\'t know,
Wherever she sees
She\'s wanting to go.
Each the past with a diff\'rent
Complexion adorns;
I see the roses,
She sees the thorns.