Tuesday, January 18, 2011

The Garden

a bud from the wild
took it and panted in my yard,
innocent and real
happiness to a bard.


leaves glowing then
cared for it, and saw it bloom,
she grew as i wished for
a beautiful flower but filled with gloom...


coz a golden seed fell
right next to it,
from a hungry bird,
who dropped and never noticed it...


couldnt do a thing,
left it grow,
with spikes of gold,
i cant just plow.