Listen to poem:
The Gardens of My Mind
lurking ghostly
come the mist
hope meanders
in darkness
of frail dreams
while in the gardens
sundrenched colors
sway my mind
in leaps and bounds
where frolic butterflies
in endless flowered fields
precious time frivolously spent
wisely in the playground of my mind
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
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