In this garden
the roses have all withered
the sparrows no longer twitter
the day is dark and bitter
In this garden
a rusty gate swings in the wind
a faded pinwheel gently spins
a sad little girl swings within
In this garden
the trees are brown and rotten
the youthful dreams are forgotten
the little tears fall often
In this garden
the land lays in dark repose
the stream no longer flows
the little eyes bare pain untold
In this garden
once there was beauty here
once laughter flowed sweet and clear
once there was vigilance near
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