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Suddenly the words came at last 'Would you lend me your garden this season?' Your face lit up with surprise 'I want no seeds on them but your plant will I water' Oh what a terrible answer At such perfect hour? Curiosity may kill a cat But the truth its heart had seeked I bet it did find A castle filled with dreams unattained You grab the water kettle And head straight for my garden Water in hand, Plant in another, Minds racing With selective myopia I try to stop you from stepping on it And yet I stopped For all I want is to have you water the plant in my garden

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Date: 12/6/2015 1:04:00 PM
If I were the only plant in your garden, I would continue to grow for you. Great poem, Chioma.
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