Seed

He walked into his garden one day
Carrying with him a tiny seed
Tilling the earth with his strong hands
Promising to provide the daily needs

On days when there was no sunlight
He shared with this seed his warmth
On days when the rainfall never came
Plentiful was the water he brought forth

And soon that seed began to bloom
Spreading its roots deep in the soil
Free to grow under his tender care
Never fearing natures turmoil

Who would have known the seed he planted
Was watched over by the Lord above
Growing each day into the beauty we see...
A flower from the heart that we call love

~THE FLOWING PEN~
3-27-04

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