Garden of Hope
By R. Cary
The love, the feeling, the garden sewn of hope;
Leaves falling, touching as heaven to this earth,
Within my soul upon my breath hope has fallen,
Within my garden to be nurtured and cared, to
Be loved and tendered to the colors of renewal,
To the brightest of colors our hearts can perceive;
Feel, touch, smell, upon our souls hope will grow,
We will grow; hope, a feeling of love is all we need
End
Garden of Hope
By R. Cary
Copyright 2020
