Poem: Garden
By: JD DeHart
There is a flaming
sword, for sure,
still guarding the door.
I am sure the tree
still exists inside, just
beyond the gate,
producing fruit
useful for tempting
an absent audience.
By: JD DeHart
There is a flaming
sword, for sure,
still guarding the door.
I am sure the tree
still exists inside, just
beyond the gate,
producing fruit
useful for tempting
an absent audience.
