The Garden

A waterfall.
Soft rain falling around me.
A walk in the cool, green garden.
Holding my hand,
you gaze down at me.

Reassuringly,
lovingly,
protectively,
you lead me to the place.
I watch you die again,
and you forgive me.

A tear falls -
Blood has been shed.
You take my hand –
I feel so loved.

- Alicia LaJoie