she opened up her secret garden
every fragile flower a kiss.
the other girl smelled the flowers
eventually plucking them from her lips.
the girl pressed them in a book
and left it on the shelf.
dead flowers withered.
the garden,
left withering as well.
another girl found the garden by mistake
the leaves, she began to rake.
instead of taking for her own
she gave water so it could grow.
then in time the flowers bloomed
truely a wonderful gift she knew.
Dec 11, 2012
Dec 11, 2012 at 9:23 PM UTC
she opened up her secret garden
every fragile flower a kiss.
the other girl smelled the flowers
eventually plucking them from her lips.
the girl pressed them in a book
and left it on the shelf.
dead flowers withered.
the garden,
left withering as well.
another girl found the garden by mistake
the leaves, she began to rake.
instead of taking for her own
she gave water so it could grow.
then in time the flowers bloomed
truely a wonderful gift she knew.
praise for "Gardenia Girls"
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