Beneath a canopy of trees,
through a maze of encircling shrubs,
walkways of brick are lined
with urns, planters, and pots.

A pond and a gazebo,
benches for rest and reflection,
all about are statues
with St. Francis keeping watch.

Much work went into this space,
its design and intent are clear,
but flowers have long been absent here
weeds and vines now occupy this place.

Walking through what was a garden
overgrown and all but forgotten
one can imagine what had been once
and what could be again.