Garden of Love
The people and pets we’ve loved in this life,
The ones that have been with us throughout life’s strife…
Each has planted a beautiful flower
With growing love it’s major power.
When we look at the way they’ve touched our hearts,
We’ll see a garden with beautiful parts…
Flowers with eyes that smiled our way…
Rainbowed dew on leaves that sway--
The tears their hands or tongues have brushed away.
The chuckling brook of laughter bestowed
By the antics they’ve played that lifted life’s load.
We water that garden and keep it alive,
When we pass love on and help others thrive.
Don’t let your Garden of Love wither and die,
By letting the weeds of bitterness thrive.
Look up towards the Son, and let Love’s light shine,
So that someday, in Heaven, with those friends we will dine.
Linda Brock © 12/18/09
The people and pets we’ve loved in this life,
The ones that have been with us throughout life’s strife…
Each has planted a beautiful flower
With growing love it’s major power.
When we look at the way they’ve touched our hearts,
We’ll see a garden with beautiful parts…
Flowers with eyes that smiled our way…
Rainbowed dew on leaves that sway--
The tears their hands or tongues have brushed away.
The chuckling brook of laughter bestowed
By the antics they’ve played that lifted life’s load.
We water that garden and keep it alive,
When we pass love on and help others thrive.
Don’t let your Garden of Love wither and die,
By letting the weeds of bitterness thrive.
Look up towards the Son, and let Love’s light shine,
So that someday, in Heaven, with those friends we will dine.
Linda Brock © 12/18/09
5 comments:
It's very beautiful.
From one poet to another...BEAUTIFUL!
~M
Wonderful!!!
Beautiful!
this was very beautiful Linda!! I loved too how for us not to let our garden wither; very good advice!
betty
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