Hidden Garden Poem by Frederick Kesner

Hidden Garden

Quietly blooms, where shadows softly play,
Whispers of secrets in petals lay,
Emerald leaves rustle and sway,
Mystic scents drift in the breeze,
Dew-kissed dreams gently tease,
Moonlit moments cease,
Hearts find ease,
Pure peace,
Calm.

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Frederick Kesner

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St. Thomas University Hospital
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