In my narrow yard
Suddenly appeared
A wild garden flowering
Where my tree had been
An impenetrable forest
Of colors out of nowhere
Broke through in the part
I'd let go and never got to
Finish finished for me
Somehow it knew
I would be here amazed
To behold it
Fall on its way
The killing frost
The broken-hearted child
Come again to stay
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