From The Balcony
H Heather Burns
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standing on the balcony
looking down the garden unkept
blossoms fading-wilting
crying for attention
weary from neglect
once so alive- thriving
full of life - passionate
brilliant colors
flourishing
blowing in the wind
a garden of happiness
full of laughter
the gardener touched his flowers
with tender loving care
looking from the balcony
the gardener is no longer there.
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