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An Old-Fashioned Garden

Written by: Ellis Parker Butler | Biography
 Strange, is it not? She was making her garden,
 Planting the old-fashioned flowers that day—
Bleeding-hearts tender and bachelors-buttons—
 Spreading the seeds in the old-fashioned way.

Just in the old fashioned way, too, our quarrel
 Grew until, angrily, she set me free—
Planting, indeed, bleeding hearts for the two of us,—
 Ordaining bachelor’s buttons for me.

Envoi

Strange, was it not? But seeds planted in anger
 Sour in the earth and, ere long, a decay
Withered the bleeding hearts, blighted the buttons,
 And—we were wed—in the old-fashioned way.



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