
Entangled in a garden I would lay.
Protected by the shade and shrubs around.
My secret password I did not expound.
I sought to hide from those who would decay.
In here, the time went by as fast as rays.
My cares slid fast into the mud and drowned.
Old toys of mine in boxes would be found.
For years or days or hours, I would play!
I smell my dinner wafting through the trees,
Calling me to leave behind my friends.
Ten or twenty steps is all it takes,
To go and shut my door without it’s keys.
The time has come for legs of mine to bend.
I build my home so future lives can wake.



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