“Unraveling Secrets: What Lies Within the Enigmatic Garden Maze?”
You don’t know where to look.
Autumn leaves left underfoot
& a green-finch on the path
you remember seeing in the past.
A snail-shell weighing you down;
All your possessions lost & found.
Slow-worms & slugs that go on slow.
Blackbirds & thrushes lying low.
Taking a right, you get it wrong.
Spontaneous mistakes never take long.
It’s getting dark and much too late
To run out of time and hesitate.
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