John Lyday

(Chicago, Ilinois)

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Winter's Garden

I visited a garden,
smothered in frost and snow,
limbs draped with icicles,
leaves with frozen glow.

Once filled with warm activity,
now still with cold tranquility.
Pulsating, lush, foliage,
now a dormant virility.

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