Garden – free verse Friday

I am a garden
growing despite its weeds
You provide the food
I earnestly need
and pour out the water
to quench my thirst
You uproot the weeds
with gentle hands
and restore this garden
to the design You had planned
whose roots dig down deeper
despite the wind and the rain
as it turns to the Son
and away from past pain.

Grow, garden, grow
as your flowers now bloom
spreading their leaves to
cover even more room.
The Gardener smiles
seeing its new buds
as He keeps a close eye
on this garden He loves.

#freeversefriday #hopefortheharddays

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