The GardenA Poem by Saffyre
I started by planting a seed nurtured and fed for a while the sproutlings were tender then neglected too long
Time creeps so quickly weeds find their way into the garden eager to tangle and twist precious truths
My garden is overgrown unattended
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Added on March 11, 2010 Last Updated on March 11, 2010 Previous Versions |