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My Little Garden

We met in the garden one fair, sunny day. I asked where you’d been But you would not say. I asked about news from beyond the hedges. I wondered fiercely, I’d not passed its edges. I begged and I pleaded For news from outside To get answers sought Tears streaming, you cried. You told of fighting And virtual schools, Racial slighting And stay-at-home rules. I’m tempted to stay With my head in sand But I want to help And take a firm stand. Oh, little garden Stay safe and grow free Give me your promise And remember me.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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Date: 10/1/2020 7:35:00 AM
such a thought-provoking write here
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Linda Alice Fowler
Date: 10/1/2020 7:44:00 AM
Thank you for stopping by to comment Jack. Linda
Date: 9/30/2020 6:30:00 AM
Heartfelt! May many and most find their garden solace!
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Linda Alice Fowler
Date: 9/30/2020 6:49:00 AM
Thank you Kim. It's serenity calms nearly all grief. Linda
Date: 9/29/2020 6:39:00 PM
I'm all for the garden at this point in time. What's going on 'beyond the hedges' -- well-penned! -- is so bizarre. Nice write, Linda! :) gw
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Gershon Wolf
Date: 9/30/2020 7:54:00 PM
Thanks, Linda... Still 'weeding the garden' at this point. Best wishes to you! :) gw
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Linda Alice Fowler
Date: 9/29/2020 6:55:00 PM
Thank you Gershon.. I hope your celebrations are underway and are the best ever! Linda

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