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Garden Products

Garden Products

Father Time
scattering the seeds
of history
over the barren landscape
of humanity

Relics to be studied
and analyzed
by those
who feel the need
to dredge up yesterday 

We all contribute
to the grand tapestry
in our miniscule way

Centuries from now
when unborn
curiosity seekers
climb our family trees
they shall sum our existence
in a line or two 

So take heed
my contemporary friends

We are the gardeners
of our destiny
and in the end
when all is said and done
the harvest we reap
defines us forever

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Tony Taylor

WELL DONE BROTHER!!.........and I agree...........but.........I hope it's not JUST a line or two..........perhaps some sort of recognition to the soul etc (I don't know).........just hope it's for a little more..........love your stuff bro...........always thinking,...........I get it............well done...........smiles.........T  xx

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