Poetic Verses
Your Garden
In your heart is a garden
Where pretty things grow
A place of true beauty
That I've come to know.
You tend it with care
And with joy I can see
That there in your garden
You made room for me.
Yes me, undeserving
Of the slightest of care
And yet, ever grateful
That I can be there.
So I count it a blessing
To just be a part
Of that beautiful garden
That blooms in your heart.
Where pretty things grow
A place of true beauty
That I've come to know.
You tend it with care
And with joy I can see
That there in your garden
You made room for me.
Yes me, undeserving
Of the slightest of care
And yet, ever grateful
That I can be there.
So I count it a blessing
To just be a part
Of that beautiful garden
That blooms in your heart.
