A garden, where once wildflowers grew in every color
Where trees and shrubs grew geen and were full of life
Now, they're all dead, brown and dry
The sky is gray and the clouds are still dark
A storm as black as night has just blown through
Bringing with it harsh winds and hail
The garden is cold now
As I walk into the garden I feel sadness come over me
Where did the gardner go?
What has happened here?
This garden needs love and caring
It needs water and light
I feel overwhelmed thinking of all that needs to be done
All the work and time that need to take place
To make this a beautiful garden once more
by Jackee
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