Garden Fate
It was ripped to shreds
turned over, and dumped
atop a chipped hole in the earth
The garden had been pretty
weedy, but pretty nevertheless
Like anything it took time to grow
a bleeding heart a couple bushes
the occasional tulip planting
a horrifying dog toy and bones
but in the end all of it
was upchucked and abandoned
on a pile of rocks and debris
waiting for their gardener
to rescue them
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