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)
A Picture and a Poem 