In the garden of reality
the roses do not
have a fragrance.
And the sky
is not always blue.
The grass is not
always greener.
But the lies
are always true.
The sunshine doesn't always
radiate warmth.
And there's always
a chill in the air.
Not everyone
is friendly
and love
is not always fair.
Copyright © 1999 T. J. Daniels
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