I always saw pretty things and loved life so,
and I found in time and my actions tears did flow.
Not always thinking just following the crowd ,
I in looking back so ashamed now.
I found a weed growing amongst the flowers there,
every-time I looked within it made me so aware .
I focused on it and tried to kill it everyday,
But it seemed the weed was there to stay.
Years passed and my garden began to wilt ,
for I forgot the love and sunshine was how the garden was built.
So one day as I was crying I saw what I had done ,
and began to nourish the flowers that weed grew amongst.
Before I knew it my garden came to life,
more flowers grew and hid that weed that's right.
it was always there as a reminder yet beauty over came,
and I found through love my life was regained.
We mustn't dwell upon our past we can build a new today,
and in the building push old misery away .
We are human and will make mistakes in time,
but our garden is what we make it yours and mine.
We can dwell upon yesterday and add more weeds ,
w can feed the ugly plants and fall on bended knee.
We can look beyond our mistakes learn from what we do,
grow new flowers in the garden and make our life brand new.
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