A Garden
For every garden
a weed must grow
for every rose
a throne must thrive
for every cloud
rain must fall
for every smile
a tear is shed
for every pain
hope is born
for every life
a cycle is turned..
Mind your garden
so weeds don't grow
mind the thrones
when you pick a rose
in every cloud
there's a rainbow inside
inside a tear
a smile can hide
sometimes hope is
only born thru pain
and life is..a cycle
you lose...you gain...
Copyright © Doris Bounds | Year Posted 2020
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