THIS WEEK'S WORDS come from "Her Garden" by Donald Hall: garden, hummingbird, hover, weeds, burdock, peony, patterns, softening, stem, dwindle, loss, whirring
There was a little garden
Abandoned and neglected
Tall grass, weeds, peonies, daisies and burdock grew here
A tree stood there for ages, watching the garden go dilapidated
A branch or stem would dwindle in the wind
It would fall on the ground, feeling so dejected
The old tree would cry for its loss
Birds stopped coming to this garden and that tree
That day, the hope of in the garden's heart ended
Then one day, a miracle happened
A humming bird, hovered on the tree
On the sky making patterns, like three
The garden heard the whirring sound of a machine
And laughter of kids, it felt so serene
The kids cleaned the garden
They softened it mud
The garden started to smile again
Its glow was seen in the flowers
Now, the garden is the favorite places for kids from here
Even now the, the hummingbird hovers around
Who is that hummingbird, the garden wonders
I'm the wish of your heart that went to Lord, says the hummingbird
This post is written for Sunday Whirlgig - 69
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