I have believed and even believe it
That love is in the world.
I’m still doing it, I want to understand
I’m fine for you.
Maybe in vain I try and give
But that’s what I now want to do,
I have no thoughts
I do not know if I should stop.
Now or another date, it’s coming
A good time for me
I feel it but I’m not sure now
Looks like he’s on his way.
Eventually he will arrive
Where it is
And happiness will come
Try to make her play
Since I moved to another house, this garden has almost disappeared, but it used to be a lovely herb garden with some irises and daffodils to contrast with the purple sages you see at the back. Now the gophers have eaten almost every remaining iris on the property and the yellow and orange calendula that used to reseed freely have died because I'm no longer there to water them. Only a few herbs that are drought-resistant, like the sage, butterfly bush, and rosemary, still bloom.