Remind me of the garden I’ve floated in
Tea you used to share
Your laugh to my sweet game
With history on our steppe
I could mark every book full of stars
And still your voice through halls of love
Let me lose years since it’s been
So much to wish and to share
Let us find two handsome garden chairs
As dead leaves fall Autumn around
My heart pulls home warm cups of tea
And family speaks free in your hair
