Long deep trench
step son
I carved
From the lime stone
hard as bone
fourteen inch's wide
Set to the side
pressure treated
square hewn wooden
holes drilled
Reed bar placed
garden made
secure there
forever
Trench filled with water
of life if not plant's
would die
Food mixed in
forgot that not
alkalinity decreased
to gain foot hold
Multiple shades of roses
red yellow white pale blue
pink different hues
For his mother the wife
to awaken every
morning step out
on our deck
so pride she could feel
of her self worth
Weeds now so thrive
I don't know why
said such beauty
should lay in
such waste
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