In the Garden of Life
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My life
Is not a bed of roses
If I fall on stony ground
I hurt
If I prick my finger on a thorn
I bleed
Little digs can hurt like stinging nettles
Barbed words can sting like pesky wasps
I try to make the best of every situation
weeding out negativity
and sowing some seeds of laughter with my words
10/23/18
Copyright © Jan Allison | Year Posted 2018
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