Whave have all the Gardens Gone?
Dr Abe V Rotor
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Where have all the gardens gone,
the butterflies and honeybees,
dancing and riding on the breeze,
dewdrops sparkling in the sun?
Where have all the children gone,
reminiscent of old Pied Piper,
lured to a new land somewhere,
and never again to be found?
Where have all the ladies gone,
in "loves-me-loves-me-not" game,
though lose or gain it's the same,
flower and love knitted as one?
Where have all the good life gone,
Nature's gift to the living world
bound by a collective accord.
Lo! to man thelost prodigal son. ~
Dr Abe V Rotor
Death of a Garden. Acrylic paintings by the author, 2015
Where have all the gardens gone,
the butterflies and honeybees,
dancing and riding on the breeze,
dewdrops sparkling in the sun?
Where have all the children gone,
reminiscent of old Pied Piper,
lured to a new land somewhere,
and never again to be found?
Where have all the ladies gone,
in "loves-me-loves-me-not" game,
though lose or gain it's the same,
flower and love knitted as one?
Where have all the good life gone,
Nature's gift to the living world
bound by a collective accord.
Lo! to man thelost prodigal son. ~