His GardenA Poem by Marie HarrisonA botanical poem.
His Garden Thistles prick and tear at my skin Trying to escape to a safe protective den Who knows what darkness hides within Nothing is safe in his garden
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StatsAuthorMarie HarrisonAtlanta, GAAboutMomma told me to get out and enjoy life, so now I'm going to dance. more..Writing
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