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DEJECTION, by                    
First Line: It is winter in my garden
Last Line: Burial.
Subject(s): Melancholy; Winter; Dejection


It is winter in my garden,
The naked branches of the shrubs
Betray the wounds of
Pruner's knife.

It is winter in my heart,
The ghost of half-remembered fear
Chills to desolation
My spirit.

It is winter in my garden.
The shriveled mummy of a summer's flower is gaunt;
I must remember to give it
Burial.





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