The Garden Request

I guess it never really mattered

the girl and her second name,

which is something,

because it’s all too easy

for her to change everything.

I guess this comes down to

how she prefers to play

with her dress and fashion

always making every day

this new attraction.

There we stood

holding our gaze,

at this, the amazing garden.

Her demands,

quite revealing really,

oh how they caught me off-guard.

There was but one requirement

a strict heavy hand,

the one that nurtured this very garden.

She wants my manicured attention,

and the tortured hours,

I spent building the pond.

With the garden finished,

all she simply wants

are the time and attention,

it took to create all this

to be exclusively hers.

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