An old brick wall stood behind the house Time attempted to bring it down, Bit by bit, cracking here and there A weathered and gray wooden door Donned a lock awaiting its key The key eventually found a sad, but curious girl And entrusted itself into her hand She united the key with its lock and opened the door A magnificent garden revealed itself from the other side She ran to tell her mum And share this beauty with her But when her mum gazed through the doorway Nothing but briars and thickets were seen The magic of the garden was for the little girl only But she never knew why She kept this treasure in her heart And held to this gift over the years Whenever she was sad and the woes of life caused her light to fade, She would return to the garden beyond the stone wall Drinking in the beauty and peace held therein Years later, she left the key in an old desk drawer to await another Whose life was in need of a light Copyright © 2022 Brandon Ellrich
This post was written in response to Sadje’s What do you see # 158- October 31, 2022. Please visit her page to participate and/or read other responses.
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