Walls of Green

If walls of green could shelter us,
Then you would still be here;
If springtime was our only time,
It still would be our year

But now, I walk in memory;
You are not by my side —
And walls of green just close me in
That used to seem
So wide

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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