Below is my paragraph, followed by my poem:
Outside my window is a small, overgrown garden. Ivy winds its way up a pillar on my patio, while an explosion of lavender invades a small patch of grass and peeks through the fence of intertwined honeysuckle. A small tree's leaves sadly hang their heads earthwards in desperate need of trimming. Succulents and daisies thrive, as does the grass which sneakily creeps into every single flower bed alongside a myriad of weeds. A garden gate invites sneak peeks, but keeps my 'country garden' private.
My garden winds;
an explosion of lavender,
A small tree's leaves
sadly hang their heads earthwards,
desperate
Grass sneakily creeps
alongside a myriad of weeds
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