A Garden We Grew
Our love is like a garden grown,
From seeds we planted long unknown.
It took its time, it needed care,
And every day, it met fresh air.
We watered it with tears and hope,
And pruned its doubt so it could cope.
In sun and rain, it stood so strong,
Its roots grew deep, its stem grew long.
No storm could tear its branches down,
It bloomed in silence, green and brown.
With petals soft and leaves so wide,
It held our dreams, it bloomed with pride.
Now when I walk and see it there,
I thank the days we chose to dare.
For love is not just plucked or found—
It’s grown with time, from sacred ground.
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Ali Ahmod
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