Gardener
By Dr Marilyn Bouniu
19/2/2018
I was made to be a gardener
To tend the garden of my Lord
That the leaves will be greener
And the sweet flowers reach my Lord
I tend the garden with a ruler
Given to me by my Lord
All things go by His measure
As declared by His Word
I tend and prune
Here and there
With a joyful tune
Filling the air
The long will be made shorter
And the short be made longer
All to the liking of the Master
In His most accurate measure
In His perfect Garden
All things are alive
There is no death or burden
Only fruitful abundant life
