May 07 2014

I Look into my Garden – A Poem

I am not a poet. I am not a writer. I am a woman in her fifties who, by the grace of some higher power is learning, at long last, to live the life she was meant to live.
I Look to My Garden - A poem


I Look To My Garden by Jackie Tyler

The withered is emerging,
revealed from the snow
Its tomb for the winter,
lifeless and shriveled
A life already lived

To read the rest of the poem please go to Elephant Journal

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