The Secret Garden

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Jennifer Calvert Author


What lies within?
The walls, of sin,
Crumbled and powdered sand,
Deteriorated, these shallow partitions,
Submitted to the earth’s core,
Dust and dirt,
Ash to cover the scene,
A cloud draped over the trees,
Chartreuse, the colour of the day,
Two geese and farrow lay,
A girl of only eighteen wiped tears away,
Climbed over the barricade,
The outline of the secret garden below,
Bluebonnets and tulip buds,
The four walls of misery.

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