the garden of Eve
as with the others you rarely spoke of your garden with me and here you are at all hours watering and trimming weeds cupping a rose lovingly in your delicate hand and closing your eyes to savor it's scent why would you not share this beauty, your creation? I did not choose to leave you, my love and the endless days and nights I spend here in your garden awaiting your return is where I choose to remain this is where we all choose to remain until the day we grow weary of our broken souls and whisper in the ear of a love stricken comrade 'dig up the garden'
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Deckard
I began writing poetry when I was a teenager and it truly saved me from a destructive path. 'Time Heals' will be on my grave stone'. I have 3 incredible kids who are the greatest gifts that God has given me. If I have advice to give to aspiring...
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