The Garden
Just a Brief Reflection on the World—I guess I'm in a bit of a melancholy mood. Thanks for reading!
I walked into a garden today.
The trees bloomed with emerald leaves.
Squirrels chittered in the trees,
Arguing over a nut for breakfast.
I walked into a garden today.
Children laughed and gave chase.
The loser of the game fell in the plush grass,
And giggled and scrambled to his feet.
I walked into a garden today.
Butterflies silently danced in the air.
Their wings sparkled with the dew of the rain,
As they drank of the succulent flowers.
I walked into a garden today.
But the green had turned to grey.
Rubber streaks marked the tires’ passing.
As the squirrels dared to dash across.
I walked into a garden today.
It is all concrete and stone.
Children scrambled about in sport,
But the loser cried when he scraped his knee.
I walked into a garden today,
And not one butterfly graced the air.
There was only one, drowning in a puddle,
But a student silently pinned it to a board.
I walked into a garden today,
But the garden is long gone.
About the Creator
Journey Scribe
Hey, everyone! My name's Jessica, and I am a Christian and aspiring novelist just trying my hand at writing articles! Thanks so much for viewing my page/works on here!
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