Jun 12, 2004 11:54
I had a beautiful flowerbed once.
I had flowers of every color, shape, size, fullness, and style.
I would water these flowers often, making sure I didn't forget to
Other things forced priority in my life, and the flower bed was cold shouldered.
Now many in my flowerbed are dead, and the few remaining are wilted.
It's time to do some yardwork.
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