Poem -

The gardener.

The Rose's bleed the day she left, and coloured the avenue's of my heart
For she was the gardener
​​​​​​the mystical dew
with every drop to part

Opening up this rawness
A landscape looking bare

Within my eye's a view of winter, knowing
She's not there.
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Nine Eleven

Beautiful words Deano, "coloured the avenues of my heart" painful yet amazing.

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