A Garden
In this Garden that we call
life,
There is a tree for everyone.
And at the top of this tree
there is a magnificent flower.
But where is mine?
On someone else's tree?
Or is it simply not meant to be?
Copyright © Maxwell Gross | Year Posted 2014
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