Permanent Bloom

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In a garden full of real blooms

I’m drawn to the metal flowers

On the gates of the garden rooms

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Lasting eons instead of hours

Never bothered by garden pests

Patinaed by weather’s power

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Within may still find insect nests

Though not a perfect habitat

Upon it you’ll find a bird rests

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(An Enclosed Triplet Poem)