A New Game
The garden was empty,
Nothing at all on it,
But there you gave me a seed,
Though one, but i really appreciated,
Mastered seed, i can call it,
Because what it has grown to be is something i can't even explain,
The fruits, the eaters can explain better,
The shade, one remarkable for a seister,
The branches, the best for birds' nest,
You are truly a blessing,
A pal worth clinging on,
One worth crying for if lost,
One worth sacrificing for,
Becky, you are the best pal,
That's all i can say.
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