I wish the rain would pour down and flood this garden I'm forever tending Submerge and deluge the ground release me from this chore, never ending I've been relentless and loyal shining my light until it went dim Had my hands ***** with this soil despite repeated handwashing I have yet to see us flourishing we can't grow in this sour ground No matter how much nourishing our love's leaves are dried and brown
Sometimes no matter how hard we try, it is still never enough.