My Garden

I look at myself and think of a garden
The beautiful flowers that grow all around
Standing so tall their face to the sun
Soaking the warmth that helps them to grow,
Each of them now so long and so tall,
Blooming away for you and for all.
The season is right and all things bright
They bloom and they grow to make a great show.
Showing their beauty for all to see.
Sending out perfume and nectar to all
Making us smile as everything is right.
Enjoying their reign in this garden of mine
Till it comes time their petals to fall,
Drop to the ground and die all alone
Withering away till their there no more .
Wilt on the ground, dormant and still
.
Life is my garden I know I am there.
The plant in the back waiting to bloom
I know there are times I bloom and I die
Times that I am dormant and not move at all.
Wonderful times that make my heart sing,
Make me feel loved, and love others too.
Mother and father,families and things
But nothing as great as a family of mine.
How I have bloomed when love has arrived,
Giving so freely to those I have loved.
Feeling the love that is there to be shared
Giving and receiving and loving them all.
Oh there were times that I felt my heart break.
The child that was lost one, two and three.
The sadness that fills you when parents are gone,
Then death of your soul mate ,was the last straw.
Life goes along I am sad to say,
Even if you just want it to stay
Moving along with you just the same
Feeling as dormant as the plants in their day
.
Gradually spring comes along in the night.
Creeping along till you wake up and see
Each little flower has started to peep
Stretch up it’s head from that darkness to see
Feeling that love is around you again,
Knowing that life is still here to live
Just like your garden is waiting for rain
You have been waiting to feel no pain.
Life is a garden that needs to be fed.
Love is the water that helps it to bloom .
Stand in the rain and let it all fall.
Feeling that wonderful freedom again
Than go out and let yourself live
Who ever it is that you want to be.
Put up your hands and catch all the rain
Bloom in that garden of life that is yours.
Life will be there just pick it and see
Run in the garden and let yourself feel.
Freedom of life to do as you will
Gather the rainbows and love all the rain
For in this garden there is life to be had.
Grab it and feel,for this life,is your dream.

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  1. ” The seasons come, the seasons go”
    ” Life goes on, as we all know ”
    ” Who knows what each day will hold ”
    ” The buds appear, the flowers unfold ”
    ” So take the time to stand and stare ”
    ” Drink in the beauty without a care”
    “Tomorrow is another day, and take from that what you may ”
    “But for this day,enjoy my friends ”
    ” Live what life offer’s, reach out with both hands “

  2. I wish you wrote more of your own writings Mac? I love reading them. My garden is a lawn. bushes of all kinds, one maple tree which all the birds love…i dont know how i required it ,maybe the wind blew a wandering seed which was on it’s travels ,looking for a home, saw my garden and decide to land in it lol. I love my garden and i loved yours!. Write on Mac..you have a great talent my friend. 😀 x

  3. Mac, your poem is so beautiful, so honest about the pain and joys in life. The garden comparison paints a lovely picture too.
    I’ve seen several members post blogs recently about going through very difficult times. I really think your poem offers hope and encouragement.
    You are a deep thinker and talented poet, my friend.