In The Garden of my Mind

by pippa (follow)

We all have sorts of gardens growing
inside us all without us knowing
the family roots beneath it all
so one day we will stand up tall

Occasionally the flowers bloom
other days its all doom
inside our gardens are many species
eating sleeping and leaving faeces

The cycles of rebirth and fall
With mosquitoes blood suckers to us all
the flies and bugs and birds and bees
the leaves and plants and even trees

All like people who come and go
with purpose questioning what you know
the ecology of our society
brings about such variety

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