The Gardener
Who is more the gardener?
The one who plants the seeds,
Or the one who tends to them?
I am tending to them now,
Although I did not plant them,
And know the planter's claim to them
Will always outweigh my own
Yet he can never take away
The work that I have done,
Nor rob me of the simple joy
Of watching as they grow
For when they are mature,
The seedlings will remember
The hands that helped and cared for them
With tenderness and love.
Copyright © Nick Ruff | Year Posted 2023
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