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The Garden
Contributed by
Shadow
on
Sunday, 15th February 2004 @ 10:09:20 PM in AEST
Topic:
MiscPoems
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One time long past the garden lived It never knew just what it could give Flowers bloomed and roses were red Life and happiness the garden bled
The sound of children outside the walls Hung in glory upon its halls The children left and so did the life So began our dear gardens strife
Winter blew harsh and the flowers died Nothing was left it was dead inside The once red roses where now brown and frail The life that once lived has now gone to hell
This garden I speak of was my own heart From this word it sadly did part What was a garden so full of life Soon fell under winters bitter knife
This poor little garden is ragged and frail The former beauty has grown to pail But the spring will come and put this to end For this gardens beauty was not meant to bend
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2004-02-15 22:09:20] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: The Garden
(User Rating: 1 ) by Lone_er on
Sunday, 15th February 2004 @ 11:04:09 PM AEST (User
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Powerful poem. A great view of reality and hope.--Russ |
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