It was as much
as she could do
to believe such
nonsense,
but she went on
to look through
the garden gate
with one eye open,
keeping the other
tightly closed –
wishing for a vision,
praying for a dream.
It was as much
as she could do
to believe such
nonsense,
but she went on
to look through
the garden gate
with one eye open,
keeping the other
tightly closed –
wishing for a vision,
praying for a dream.
One eye open and one closed. Great ideas and poem.
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Thank you 🙂
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You’re welcome 😉
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Great work. are your works rebloggable (open to others sharing your poetry via a reblog or SHARE)?
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Sure thing!
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Like we all do 😊🤗
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♥♥♥
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♥️
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Beautifully penned, Maranda. I always loved the idea of a secret garden.
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Me too ♥ I love the movie versions of The Secret Garden too, which I did kind of have in mind when writing this.
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Oh, I love the movie, “The Secret Garden”, such a lovely ending to that story. 💖
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