Long ago we stood together.
By the walls of time,
We built an orchard;
Where we sat gazing and repairing.
We treasured every moment building it up.
Carefully watering, pruning and shaping the plants.
Every moment in there meant a lot.
We worked intentionally for its growth.
The more time we spent in there,
The more we grew in knowledge of ourselves.
The orchard was a reflection of our relationship.
In there, we bonded and mended our holes.
All of a sudden our orchard got dry,
Ugly, ***** and extremely bushy.
Our interest and cares had grown apart,
Thus failing to nourish and water our growth.
Our once beautiful orchard became a dunghill.
We failed giving it proper care.
And before we could act, it was too late.
We failed keeping it alive.
Dec 13, 2020
Dec 13, 2020 at 12:29 PM UTC
Long ago we stood together.
By the walls of time,
We built an orchard;
Where we sat gazing and repairing.
We treasured every moment building it up.
Carefully watering, pruning and shaping the plants.
Every moment in there meant a lot.
We worked intentionally for its growth.
The more time we spent in there,
The more we grew in knowledge of ourselves.
The orchard was a reflection of our relationship.
In there, we bonded and mended our holes.
All of a sudden our orchard got dry,
Ugly, ***** and extremely bushy.
Our interest and cares had grown apart,
Thus failing to nourish and water our growth.
Our once beautiful orchard became a dunghill.
We failed giving it proper care.
And before we could act, it was too late.
We failed keeping it alive.
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