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In our garden, the space of shared delight
Are fruits of our many wonders created
Through smiles and passion, the site
Of our beings bonded and sated.

Our red roses blossom in magical splendour,
Foliage of the many plants wave in glee
To a tune we embrace, our spirits soar
Under rays of a warm sun, we decree-

I love this garden of we.

The beauty to touch leaves delicate yet strong,
Warming two souls through feeding their growth;
I sing out to life, and you join me in song-
To see the weeds spawn we are simply loath!

When the blue roses invade upon our space,
Deterring attention away from insatiable red,
Forcing hands to take stock, change of pace:
All the plants of our garden to be fed-
Is this our garden? we said.
Our patch of weeds pilfering nutrients away
From flowers that bloomed in rich soil,
Now begging their gardeners, ‘find a way’
Before fertilising roses is too much toil!

The birds that danced in our garden nest,
Their song only seems a hummmm from afar:
Turned the fruit of our souls, once so blessed
Into a deafening question of who we are-

In our garden, we scar.

Forgive thee for the foliage that weeps,
The rains that do roll from the tips;
Forgive me, I feel the shadow that seeps
Into our garden of pestilent lips.

Accept us and the growth two hearts have spun,
Regret not all of the beauty we had;
Learn by the hands, the many petals undone,
Dwell little on roots that make us sad-
Think well of the garden once glad.

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