Garden Child
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Aprilina Endawie, Grade 7
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Poetry
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2012
Through the gate,
in the garden.
A blanket of soil,
Laid on top of seeds.
Life is formed,
as water is poured.
A garden child,
bloomed.
Breathing sun rays,
as we breathe air.
And as we exhale,
it is dead,
still,
lifeless.
A garden child,
lost.