Oct 2016
As my heart hardened,
I began to garden.
Filled not with flowers,
but plants of power.
With poison and bane,
I have slain.
I'm now feared.
Finally revered.
I began to garden.
Filled not with flowers,
but plants of power.
With poison and bane,
I have slain.
I'm now feared.
Finally revered.
By: Gretchen
