POEMS

Tending to the Garden

So vibrant yet no one yet knows. I’ve always known. The others were chosen, but you were left undisturbed. I’ve always known. They did not know what nectar you hold or scent you radiate. I’ve always known. Now they look at me and wonder how I am so lucky. I’ve always known. I picked the one that never stops blossoming. I’ve always known. There is no other flower quite like you and this I’ve known and I am happy for.

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