G.a.r.d.e.n

G.a.r.d.e.n

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Garden with our love- I just write what I feel. I wouldn't call it a poem or anything else. You can relate to it, but please don't steal my job. Happy reading. ---- I am Polish, but it will be written in English because I feel better about it.
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For Katie Gardner, plants where the only thing that could be out of place. She liked things neat and tidy. Clean and pristine. For her, everything had it's own place, everything had to be perfect. Not to perfect, but perfect enough. But when it came to her plants she didn't care, as long as they were happy, she was happy. As long as they grew, she could be calm. But aside from plants, she liked things to be organised, she liked routines. And she did not like little bumps along the road that messed up her plans. And that was exactly why Katie Gardner didn't like the Stoll brothers. They were two thorns in her side. ~ completed ~

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