Tuesday 30 June 2015

The Shadow Garden.

Because she was so very young she wasn't allowed a garden.

And so, 
when the sun shone low
and the air was still...

She would grow shadow trees
and shadow flowers.

And shadow birds would come 
and whisper their song.

In her very own shadow garden.


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