All alone by the garden wall
All alone by the garden wall.
Lost and unwanted she sits quite alone.
Over and over her story’s been told.
A memory white, forgotten and sold
Shattered and scattered, her mind broken vase.
Peering through curtains of torn tattered lace.
The mirror her window, she sits quite alone.
Waiting for life, nothing but stone.
She came and she went and at last went away.
The garden was sealed when the flowers decayed.