Realms of a Garden (?)
I always dreamt of having a garden and never in my wildest dreams did I think I would ever have one.
Okay, I’m 75 now, but having lived in flats all my life and not having the financial means to move, I settled on it as being one of life’s wishes: until a wonderful man entered my life.
He is wealthy, very wealthy, and when he learnt of my deepest dreams he went and made as many as he could come true.
He and I may not have many years of life left in us, but the years we do have left will be lived out as if they were a dream: and this beautiful garden where I stand now is one of those dreams.
Sometimes, though, I still feel as if there is a need to open my eyes and wake up…. (???!)
(folks, make of the ending whatever you wish! 🙂 )
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