Life is a Garden

Life is a garden.
Though worms abound here and there,
and fallen dried leaves are everywhere,
it is still beautiful.

Life is a stone.
Hard and shapeless it maybe,
but when difficulties I see,
it has a purpose.

Life is a flower.
Thorns it may carry,
and hurts and sorrow it may bring,
it is still wonderful.

Life is a garden
Life is a garden


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