Our Mind
Work Like
A Garden
That
Accepts
Any
&
Everything
We Plant.
Good or Evil
Constructive or Destructive
Our Lives Will Bear
The Fruit Of
The Seeds
We Plant In
Our MInds . . .
Loss leaves us empty
But
Learn not 2 close ur
Heart & Mind in grief
Allow life to replenish U.
Whn sorrow comes it seems
Impossible
But
New joys wait 2 fill d void... :)
Tiny drops of water
Little grains of sands
Make the mighty Oceans
And the pleasant Lands
And the passing moments
Humble though they be
Make the mighty ages of Eternity