There came a time in my life where I desperately needed self-care but didn’t know it. I knew I wasn’t feeling right, but I didn’t know how to fix it or how to counter act the emotional roller coaster feelings. I knew I felt rough and raw and emotionally drained from negative thoughts. I felt like an overgrown garden who hadn’t seen much trimming and care in a while. Don’t get me wrong, wild gardens are beautiful, but a little order and structure does the trick for all plants to feel perfectly happy in their element. Now looking back at this specific poem, I can see how I was trying to depict my state of emotions as a wild garden. So without further ado here is the poem…
The Wild Garden
Overgrown as you are
So beautiful and fertile
Hard work and a bit of love
That is all you need
And water of course
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The wines are reaching left and right
All the way to the sky they travel
Looking for support there
Little tentacles are holding on
Desperately holding on
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When will you pull the weeds
And the wild strawberries too
Sucking up the energy
From the bed and the crops too
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written by Cristina Tarantino 20 July, 2022
