The Garden Poem by Baby KROFT

The Garden



The untamed garden -
I let it grow as my thoughts flow
to a morning that is still
Night;
to a time and place that is wrong
But feels
Oh! so right.

The tender kisses that once we gave
have been planted in the garden
in the section called
'Love we've made.'

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Baby KROFT

Baby KROFT

INLAND EMPIRE, United States, Earth
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