A Love Song in Poetry - excerpt from a poetry collection

The Garden of the Gods

I remember as she left that morning
Smiling as I walked up to her steps
Placing a single white rose
And a white piece of paper that simply said

This is how
This is why we have spread our blanket
In a place called the
Garden of the Gods

Mesmerized I watched my lady
As she leaned over picking up the rose
Smelling the sweetness of nectar
As she read

This is how
This is why we have spread our blanket
In a place called the
Garden of the Gods

Watching her turn
Knowing exactly where she was going
My heart filled with joy
Seeing the smile crossing her face

Reaching our spot I stood to watch
How beautiful she was just standing there
Holding the rose
Not wanting the moment to ever end

This is how
This is why we have spread our blanket
In a place called the
Garden of the Gods

This is how
This is why we have spread our blanket
In a place called the
Garden of the Gods

I realized at that very moment
How truly blessed I am
For this life - for this love - for this lady
Not wanting this moment to ever end

This is how
This is why we have spread our blanket
In a place called the
Garden of the Gods

As I stand her now holding this single white rose
And they lay my beautiful lady in the ground
I look down as this white piece of paper
That simply says

This is how
This is why we have spread our blanket
In a place called the
Garden of the Gods

Tears steam my face
As I place that single white rose and
White piece of paper down with my beautiful lady
Not wanting this moment to ever end

This is how
This is why we have spread our blanket
In a place called the
Garden of the Gods

This is how
This is why we have spread our blanket
In a place called the
Garden of the Gods