Garden Of The World Poem by Absent Wryta
Garden Of The World
By your words you have a voice
Speak them and you have a choice
Open your eyes dear child
Do not let it all pass you by
Rejoice in the sun
Reminisce by the moon
Walk tall in the wind
And be refreshed by the rain
Live this day
Take rest your own way
Fall down if you must
But you must get right back up
If this world should be your garden
There has never been
so much for the picking
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4/26/2024 11:43:09 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Very true, there is not much for the picking in this world....A good poem.....10.