Sometimes the seeds I plant,

In the garden of my life

Produce a crop of sorrow,

Unhappiness, and strife.

 

If I neglect to water

And feed the soil with prayers,

I scarce can find one blossom

Among the rocks and tares.

 

My garden needs the sunshine

God's Word supplies each day,

So I can share with others,

And point them to The Way.

Lord, send to my life's garden,

Your blessings from Above,

And may I grow more like You,

While sowing seeds of love.

Inspired of God,

 

© Betty Jo Mings
 

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