Friends Are A Garden Poem by Liilia Talts Morrison
Friends Are A Garden
So surely do life's pathways wend
toward a distant unknown end
forks in the road mark painful bends
that heart and soul and body rend
Time our companion helps to mend
those hurts on which release depends
serenity at last attends
the few who seek to make amends
May I be diligent to tend
that precious garden and intend
to nourish it and often send
my love to timeworn, dear old friends.
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5/7/2024 1:11:42 AM # 1.0.0.1119
' To tend that precious garden', lovely!