The Garden

The Garden

By Allie Marie
Vines of time twist and bend. 

A cold air gust blows

as a reminder there is more

we don’t understand.

The trees and flowers we plant 

are the gifts that we care.

We’re never too late

or too bare 

if we seek to see

what our own joy in life can bring.

They say love is a antidote to all things.

Despite all else we must believe.

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