Planting Seed! Poem by john raymond

I carry two pouches one on my left one on my right
The pouch on right is over flowing with seeds
I should through seeds everywhere the eye can see
But i select what i think are good ground and water them
Some get choked by the weeds in the ground until they become weeds.
Others grow yet burn up in the sun like their was nothing there?
Still other seeds fell on rocky ground that never took root.
The few good seed i plant grow like vine it's fruit taste sweet
Able to be shared with everyone as healing and love
For I through these seeds everywhere i can
Hopping to please my master?

Now the pouch on my left has jest one special seed
It is thrown many times but only needs to be sown once!
I Dream about that day i sow it on good ground
But I do not through it out very often for it hurts to pick it up again!
This seed if it grow? ? it would be a family tree
That I would call home and it's fruit would be my only!
Until that dream comes true I hold the seed close to my heart.

Both pouches were given to me by Jesus and his father
For i am just a farmer in my master's service
The people of the world are the group i plant seed in
May I plant jest to make my master smile!