My Garden of Memories Five brothers standing tall In my garden very small Growing there for many years Among the weeds and stones and tears Planted there long time ago In the name of someone that I used to know My poor garden was a mess I worked hard and done my best Planted trees and pots of seeds Now growing there among the weeds Little angels on there stones Each one has there little home Grass now growing out of control Aching heart and bleeding soul In your memory I will bring Love and life to every thing I will work again in your name And through my labour through my pain My garden will be beautiful again and As forever your memory will remain