A Garden To Be Filled
My heart was like a garden
waiting to be filled
so roses and thorns
entered as they willed.
The thorns, they wound me
but soon they leave
the roses brought love
that none could believe.
The thorns come n go
but the roses, they stay
they spread happiness
around me, each day.
So I shall try my best
to keep them inside
and together we'll grow
side by side.
Copyright © Maryam Jameela Haniff | Year Posted 2009
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