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Wednesday, 31 March 2021

THE GARDENER

 THE GARDENER

English is easy with rb

The garden was ablaze with a riot of colour, 
But no one knew where all the colours came from. 
Who watered the plants? Who tended the flowers?
Who painted this lovely picture?

Like a piece of music that has a haunting beauty, 
It made me hum softly to myself; 
When the breeze rustled through the leaves, 
It seemed someone was arranging books along a shelf. 

The less organized neighbours must have been jealous! 
No one knew how to grow flowers year-round. 
But someone came time and again
And then left without making a sound. 

I sometimes feel I should reveal 
I am the one they are looking for. 
They usually take love for granted, 
But a thing of beauty they can't ignore. 

So I watered the plants with their first thought of the day 
And I scraped away the dead leaves with their last thought of the night. 
I pruned the branches with all the thoughts they had in between; 
Deadheading their old thoughts is part of my daily routine.

© Rajdeep Banerjee


  

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