Metaphor for death poem

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A seed.
Planted by a hopeful mother
Who grew her garden bountifully
He grew big and strong

Eventually her son grew his own gardens
His great grandmother's garden died in time
As did his grandmother's
His mother in laws died and his gardens grew to big to be tended to by just him
So he sits and waits for his mother's garden to die
For that would be the sweetest release for a garden lacking its care taker and partner in growth
But not every garden has a drought

And he fears his mother's may never have one


~Fin~

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