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Monday, October 13, 2014

Tending One's Garden

Does anyone have a garden I can tend

instead of my own?

Mine is dry and lacks juice.

It's barely alive by now

and I am SO tired of

1)        tending it

2)        and pretending that it's thriving when it isn't

3)        and intending to make it better when we all know the futility of that little ploy

4)        and mending the holes chewed by the moths and mice of the attic of my mind

5)        and wending my way through the remainder of my days in the maze.

 

So I ask again: can anyone lend me a garden

with vigorous soil and vibrant sun and water galore?

Probably that's not allowed.

Probably it's up to me to muddle through,

to make do,

to keep up the sham

as long as I am.

To paraphrase the Victorians,

You can think whatever you like—just don't say it aloud and frighten the youngsters.

The end.

Just what I've been talking about / waiting for.

 

 
Copyright 2014 Ann Tudor

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