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The Greenhouse MAG

January 9, 2019
By JuliaWrites18 BRONZE, Houston, Texas
JuliaWrites18 BRONZE, Houston, Texas
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Favorite Quote:
"We can underestimate the power of a big or small good deed in someone's life."

The abandoned greenhouse was still, 
Growing no plants, 
Having no life within it’s glass walls. 
Standing alone in the dirt 
The dry, brown, dirt,  
That encompassed my bare feet. 
Souls pass the greenhouse, 
Leaving their memories of bad times, 
Only for me to receive. 
The greenhouse haunts the air 
So much so 
I find it harder to breathe  
Every single day. 
The eerie lights flicker, 
Almost like tears streaking down 
Dusty glass cheeks. 
Years pass, months pass, days pass, 
It doesn’t notice. It is too busied, 
Busied with it’s wet tile floor, 
 And the glass chips 
Littering the watered ground. 
When the wind sweeps it’s shoulder, 
It rumbles, bones slowly breaking. 

The author's comments:

I feel that this piece represents something much more than just a green house. It can repesent troubled children or depressed adults and/or children. I hope you read this with an open mind.

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