Sweet princess in her garden, You sat and cried all night, For all the broken promises, Of things not set quite right. Mournful sighs and misty tears, Flow freely from your eyes, So many lofty promises, No more than empty lies. So in your lonely garden, May your heart at last find rest, Here with all your petaled friends, The ones who know you best. For all the lonely hours spent, Among these silent blooms, A host of rainbow colors, To drive away the gloom. So sit sad lonely princess, Tomorrow comes anew, Flowers grow, the rain will fall, Life goes on for you. The tears you shed, Shall find a way deep into mother earth, The hyacinths and lilacs, And you too, shall know rebirth. For sorrows fade, like night does pass, As stars fall to the sun, And silent lonely gardens, Find that life has just begun. But now your heart is empty, And breaking from despair, A journey with no meaning, No soul is there to care. But love is like your garden, With a life that seems its own, Love bends and sways, but still clings on Your heart shall be its home. And with the morning sunshine, When the petals shine with dew, With larks and robins singing out, My heart shall be with you.   3/09/2000 Richard Huggins