A seed was sown by two solemn souls,
A golden seed it proved to be.
It was nurtured with love, passion and affection,
The sprouted seed grew slowly into a lush golden tree,
It breathed and bounced with love and mirth.
But shaken by the sands of time it slowly bore bitter fruits,
Flawed in character it became a forbidden tree,
Barbed and fenced it was in the throes of conflict,
The unprecedented outcome caused a lot of heartache,
And the lamenting souls hoped the forbidden tree
Would once again transform into a lush golden tree,
Day after day after day.
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Photographer : Kat Jayne