I'M Reminded - Poem by Connie Yost
Who's been running through the garden?
Who's been munching on the vine?
They that nibble on the petals,
Don't they know this garden is mine?
Only God creates a flower,
He sustains the small brown wren.
I'm reminded at this hour,
How on him we all depend.
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