In the garden of our days gone by,
Where laughter echoed in the breeze,
I find your smile in every sigh,
And time stands still, as if to tease.

Beneath the shade of ancient trees,
We carved our names with dreams so bright,
Now shadows dance with memories,
In the soft glow of moonlit night.

The scent of roses fills the air,
A reminder of our fleeting time,
I hold your love beyond compare,
In every whispered, silent rhyme.

Though seasons change and years may pass,
Our love remains, a timeless art,
Forever etched, like broken glass,
In the deepest corners of my heart.