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The Metaphorical Garden
I unlock the gate to the garden,
myopic eyes peering intently
at faded numbers on the tumbler,
realizing that a day may come
when I can no longer see the numbers,
no longer unlock the gate to Eden.
But that is not today and,
thankfully, I get the combination right
and swing the gate aside as
I step into vegetable paradise.
I will count my blessings one tomato at a time.
— Mark Smolen