(Dedicated to the unknown gardener)
You and I,
shall impute, our contretemps that meeting,
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Of course, I am enjoying the read, and I appreciate the flare in your verse for making the reader think to solve the riddle nestled in the language that is poetry. Well done.
Another nice one... Pity you never got to know this unknown gardner... Ha Ha
another delight from the garden of your life, Rachel