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Special Corner - Wayne's Writings and Poems The Garden (Poem) January 31, 2010
 

The garden kept on growing
In spite of all the strife
It blossomed in the winter
And in the dark of night
 
There was no stopping it
Once those seeds are planted
It took roots firmly all about
Some within and some without
 
Who knows just where they are planted?
Or whether weeds or blooms?
The gardener did the sowing
The one that makes our homes
 
And for a mighty purpose
These seeds are carefully sown
The blossom doesn't know it
That each is part of home
 
So they all grew together
Over and under fences
There was just no stopping it
This garden of our home
 
We are the flowers
The blossom of the weed
And very special that we are
From our Creator's seed
Wayne

This poem was in reply to a message from Ken:

Wayne wrote:

"Hi Ken:
A great thought and i can only add a little poem that I did a couple of years ago.
Wayne"

Kens original Poem:

Why should we seek redemption?
We are as a seed planted in the dark
We need to reach up to the Light
We have the ability to bloom
We are seeds in Gods garden.

Love

Ken

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