Eden

Can I please have this garden 

For a lifetime or so? 

I'd like to watch the yucca grow, 

And kiss impatients row by row, 

While green walnuts harden. 

  

I would sleep in this garden 

Half the day. 

I'd watch half-grown cornstalks sway, 

And kneel in daffodils to pray, 

Then ask narcissus pardon. 

  

I might bloom in this garden, 

In the night. 

I'd bathe the hellebore in light, 

And turn the gladiolas white, 

My private shooting star den.