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The Garden
There was once a garden Full of flowers of all sorts, colors and scents Full of sunshine and calling birds And in its center, a white bench A solitary hobbit liked to look and work around the garden Or sit on the bench and remember Always wishing to see someone come around the corner But the one he longed for was never there He listened for a voice he hadn’t heard in so long But in his memory He walked at times slowly in that garden Sometimes by himself, sometimes with another Sometimes in the rain So it could hide his tears He continued to pour his love and hope into the garden that Had always been tended for another, The one so long gone, but never from his heart One day, he told himself, one day I will see him again So he went on, waiting, tending, watching, learning Hoping, praying One day |
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