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Paths run wild,

through my garden.

A garden that spreads,

across my whole backyard.

A garden I go to,

for peace and tranquility.

A garden that’s been tended,

with lots of love,

and lots of care.

I love when we walk through my garden,

hand in hand,

just together.

Now we have a family.

The flowers grew in this garden,

and so did our love.



~*~ Jill ~*~