Janet Bingham Poet Prose Poetry

Love Is Like An Untouched Garden

THE UNTOUCHED GARDEN

Love is like an untouched garden.
It doesn't seem to have much value
           when at first you get it,
           but its value increases
           the longer you keep it.
               If you are willing to
                       tend it,
                      water it,
                     fertilize it,
                     work with it,
                     suffer with it,
                     plow its field,
                    plant the seed,
                         believe,
        one day, from your persistence,
             tiny flowers will bloom.
    With hard work, you can accomplish
                     anything.
   However, if you want to keep love,
   or a garden, in the same worthwhile state
                  you first intended,
        you must be willing to care for it
            with the same loving hands
                   that first created it,
                 or it will wither and die
                and so will a part of you.

                   Janet Marie Bingham

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Mahtab Bangalee October 14, 2018 at 5:00 AM Buds are blossoming, fragrance are spreading around, beautifications of garden are enriching loving mind, petals are withering and dropping down. Yet - Garden, the word carries in loving mind the beautiful scene. And that is LOVE, the word, which carries the pure stainless happiest feelings in lovers mind. // beautiful poem