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
Copyright © Janet Bingham | Year Posted 2018
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