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An Unknown Garden
Long!
Long I laboured
through the seasons
through the years
working
on the plot:
delighting
as digging blistered my palms
and the soil grew fertile
as digging pained my back
and plants grew strong -
grew verdant
beside the deep dug pond
with its little stream
where I placed fish
an unplanned golden feast for a heron
and an otter
And as e...
Sunday 31st March 2019 11:38 am
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