IN THE GARDEN OF SLEEPING ROSES
come into the garden
on a warm summer’s night
where the roses are sleeping
in the moon’s soothing light
we’ll stroll on the grass
while the sun is in bed
and the cares of the day
have miraculously fled
we’ll stand in the shadows
at the end of the day
inhaling the aroma
of petals and clay
we’ll bask in the fragrance
of flower and lawn
while the roses are sleeping
betwixt sundown and dawn
come walk in the garden
in the moon’s golden light
where the sweet sleeping roses
are scenting the night
William Bedford
