The English Garden

Many years later Valentina still remembers the Canterbury Bells and Nasturtiums by the wall…
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I work the land here, I rise each morning
I plant the seed and reap what I have sown.
I left my homeland, but kept my God-fear
Without my family when I set off alone.
I’m long since married; I have three daughters,
I love them dearly and we are family
And my garden is full of roses
My English roses, I feed them tenderly.
My husband loves me; we work together
We spend the evenings until the fire burns low.
But when the candle is pale and smoky
I think back to you, I never let you go.
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Our last embrace by the wall
You kept your faith, you would not lie
The broken bell signalled your fall
I never knew if you would live or die
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And in the darkness we lay down in the heather
One kiss to last forever, before I went to sea.
My eldest daughter, she looks so like you.
But home is here now, what is and what will be.
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I made my life here; I rise each morning
I plant the seed and reap what I have sown
I left my homeland but kept my God-fear
Without my family when I set off alone

I made my life here; I rise each morning
I thank the Lord and reap what I have sown
And in my garden, my English garden
I tend my roses, and water them…alone.

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© 2012 Duffy-Howard
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