Upon The Garden Wall Poem by Sandi Alford

Although she
wilts and falls to dust, next
spring she'll bloom in hearty lust, here
in the garden of my dreams aloft and comely.
A fragrant queen among the rest, she'll
reign supreme upon the
garden wall.

In velvet
gown with slippers spiked, she
holds a morning dewdropp tight within
the bosom of her charms for all who wander past
the path beneath the gentle leaves, and
spies the rose upon the
garden wall.

(© March 2007 Amsterdam, the Netherlands)