The Garden

Oh how the garden grew once; When it was young and new and green, It blossomed and sprang with life. Nothing was impossible for it, no withering plant nor invasive pest could come against it's strength and beauty. The gardener was always tending to it's needs and giving it fresh water and the precious time... Continue Reading →

Loss: A Haiku

I lay awake in the dark of a love I've ruined, Knowing I've lost that special, little piece of your heart that makes a life together special. It exists somehwere behind walls I've built through mistakes and selfishness-- forever beyond my reach--and from my wreckage.

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