Day 59: Through the wall

Through the Wall


I see a garden

At the end of a stone path

And I long to breath in

The aroma of those enticing flowers;

But no matter how many times

I circle the surrounding wall

I find no entrance.

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2 Responses to “Day 59: Through the wall”

  1. maryfollowsthelamb Says:

    It sounds to me like a lover seeking a way to unite with their loved one and finding no way either physically, morally, or emotionally.

    • apb148 Says:

      This is the reason I love poetry; poems mean different things to different people, and no matter how you feel, you’re right. I can definitely see why you say that. Good job.

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