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First Line: I'm never alone in the garden,' he said. 'I'm never alone with the flowers'
Last Line: "in the glad days of old."
Alternate Author Name(s): Guest, Eddie
Subject(s): Flowers


"I'm never alone in the garden," he said. "I'm never alone
with the flowers.
It seems like I'm meeting the wonderful dead out here with
these blossoms of ours.
An' there's never a bush or a plant or a tree, but somebody
loved it of old.
An' the souls of the angels come talkin' to me through the
petals of crimson an' gold.

"The lilacs in spring bring the mother once more, an' she
lives in the midsummer rose.
She smiles in the peony clump at the door, an' sings when
the four o'clocks close.
She loved every blossom God gave us to own, an' daily she
gave it her care.
So never I walk in the garden alone, for I feel that the
mother's still there.

"These are the pinks that a baby once kissed, still spicy
with fragrance an' fair.
The years have been long since her laughter I've missed,
but her spirit is hovering there.
The roses that ramble and twine on the wall were planted by
one that was kind
An' I'm sure as I stand here an' gaze on them all, that his
soul has still lingered behind.

"I'm never alone in the garden," he said, "I have many to
talk with an' see,
For never a flower comes to bloom in its bed, but it brings
back a loved one to me.
An' I fancy whenever I'm bendin' above these blossoms of
crimson an' gold,
That I'm seein' an' hearin' the ones that I love, who lived
in the glad days of old."





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