Our Secret Garden

I revisit our garden so often.
I think I am the only one watering the plants
Or feeding the birds.
I keep adding to our base
Adding a swing, and bench to watch ducks
Being so boldly themselves.
I sit still, watery eyes murmuring hopeful
Verses out of a prayer book
Not even meant for God’s eyes.
I almost took the sign down the other day,
The one etched with our initials.
I couldn’t bare to think I am the only one watering the plants or feeding the birds.
I hope you revisit our garden.
You’d be surprised how much the roses bloomed this year.

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