In God's Garden

He plants us,

each little seedling,

in neat, orderly rows.

He tends to us

with quenching rains

and warming sun.

We grow sturdy roots

embedding ourselves firmly

in His Garden.

We blossom into beautiful flowers

with faithful fragrance

of His Grace.

Weeds grow among us,


But He teaches us

to see potential beauty

in even a simple dandelion

or thatch of crab grass.

For with the right nutrients,

the right touch

of tender care,

even the weeds can blossom

into breathtaking roses-

~In God's Garden.

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i love this poem