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Gardener
I slid between the rose arms
softer now
snowed supple
their ends blushed
and anxious
their winter-stuck
leaves
in brown
paper spades
the bared branches
thrust up
intended to scratch
but I am an early blossom
within them today
3/1/2019
softer now
snowed supple
their ends blushed
and anxious
their winter-stuck
leaves
in brown
paper spades
the bared branches
thrust up
intended to scratch
but I am an early blossom
within them today
3/1/2019
Published 26th May 2019
| Edited 10th Nov 2019
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