I loved the pond in my garden
Lotus flowers beamed up at me
At night they snuggled down in bed
Just like my lovely wife and me
Little fish were swmming there too
In the water safe in the shade
We could see it from the window
Our dog was pleased that it was there
He often lapped at the water
Wife said his job was to test it
And warn of the floating debris
My memory recalls the sadness
The awful day my dear wife died
I held her cold hands and her wrists
This made me want to leave the house
For it spoke only of my wife
Who no more would sit on my lap
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