She walks by the garden at five every day
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a simple poem about growing up

She walks by the garden at five every day

The same bouncy skipping with basket in hand

To see her small Children just waiting to play

Forgetting her Family she could never stand

She walks by the Garden at five every week

With her lip gloss matching her flowing dress

Away from their petulant cries of geek

In Their knowing comfort she would confess

She walks by the garden at five every year

With her lover planted right next to her side

No farewell from Fallow except from her dear

No sign of Liveliness unless it could hide

She walked by the Garden at five one last time

Yet Wilting and Weeping is all she could find.

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