My garden was untended, the weeds grew unabated
Dandelions’ depression sprouted, upon the fluffy wisps, I wished and waited
But muddy madness left my thirst for peaceful passage un-sated
Ethereal, earthy eternity choking crabgrass clearly obfuscated
By arachnids of anxiety, cobwebs in the clutter, hope now decimated
The rains of regret pushing pain as precipitation precipitated
In the rain’s bow of my garden’s dew, hope springs unabated
Digging in the dirt, filth in every fingertip, plucking weeds till placated
Raining down roses of renewal, turn dandelions of depression into a thirst sated
Muddy madness remains, planting hands into Mother Earth elated
Breathe soft as a butterfly, with the winds of change, til cobwebs eradicated
In the light of the moon, in the warmth of the sun, this garden will grow love unabated
What beautiful thoughts flow in these verses. It’s stuff that geniuses do.
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❤ :* Inspired by you my love!
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The goodness in your heart amazes me. You are awesome 😘😘
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Beautiful. Yes, we got to pick those weeds, get them out of there. They choke and steal our happy nutrients 🙂
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Hehehe it’s time for me to grow some new plants! ❤️😊 thank you!
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Bloody hell. Brilliant poem! Love it. ❤️
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😊 thank you!!!
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