My Secret Garden Poem
My Secret Garden Poem. By a cliff of limestone that leaves chalk on my breasts. This was my secret garden, i played here as i child, but now as i stare over my secret garden, i only hope one day, another child may put my garden,
I’ll ask to scatter my ashes to feed the lawn, allow only a white swan as a partaker Our secret garden is an example of faith. Inspired poems by carol chkoreff, wife of author larry chkoreff of intern.
Carnegie Mellon University Press, 1989).
Where there are seeds of variety. The river that exists in my back garden was all but untouched by the tips of my toes in the middle of summer. Orchards dance with the afternoon's breeze, marigolds chatter with the birds and the bees.
By A Cliff Of Limestone That Leaves Chalk On My Breasts.
But as i grow old, so does my secret place. Among it was a rose bush of secrets. The outside pockets of my double layered coat.
No Evil Can Come Beyond These Walls Of Stone.
Inspired poems by carol chkoreff, wife of author larry chkoreff of intern. My secret garden there is a place of beauty, that god made with his hands. Read reviews from world’s largest community for readers.
Days And Days Went By Where Nothing But Beads Of Sweat Were Drawn From The Moisture.
My secret garden everything's perfect roses don't die, in my secret garden forever they thrive. Then it appeared suddenly, a wish granted hidden among the bushes covered with creepers and thorns was it always there i wondered crawling in, with twigs and thorns scraping bleeding and scratched but the pain is no match to the beauty that i now see for i am within the secret garden that was once my playground, my special place i wander gratefully touching my. Poems by carol chkoreff|carol k as well as a background.
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