For my gardener..., by Sunshine_is_my_life_58
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A seed, a seed, a seed!
I'm just a seed, oh boy,
I wish I was big like all the pretty flowers in her garden.
I haven't actually seen them besides the immensity of their
roots, since I have yet to even sprout yet.
But I believe we can move on if we truly wish,
And that those shores of youth will come and lapp away the
bad,
And I will sprout new life to entrust my being whole, pure,
and true to her.
The gardener♥ |
Posted: 2007-07-03 17:18:37 UTC |
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