I
Will plant
My roots deep
In your garden
Trusting you to care
For the weeds that may grow
Even in sheltered places
Pain may catch a ride on the winds
Scattering the tears in its wake
It is then that I will need your sunshine
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I became lost in this poem as my childhood flashed through my mind, so I read it again... Very creative writing...
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"The poem I'm mad at you", I thought was cleaver, naughty and sometimes true...