Poems (random)

Her Heart was a Garden

Her heart was a garden
She nurtured it until it thrived
But she was blissfully unaware
Of the dangers that awaited her

This garden's flowers bloomed
Pinks, yellows, and reds
A rainbow of potential
but it attracted children with sticky fingers and rough hands

These children trampled her flowers
They grabbed their stems
Yanked as hard as they could
And shook the dirt off their roots

She let her tears water her garden
Left dejected by the assorted remains
Torn leaves and shredded petals
So she started over

She planted wheat
She planted corn and soy, valuable crops
She planned to use them in her new future
To give her strength

When December came, the snow froze the plants
Winds tore apart their leaves
The fruits of her labor, gone
Left in tatters in the soil of her heart

So this time she built a fence
She built the fence around a greenhouse
And inside the greenhouse was her garden
Thoroughly protected from the trials she would face

She tended to the garden day and night
Allowed a little rain, a few tears, but let her plants thrive on sunshine from within
She nurtured herself, and the garden grew
And finally she was ready

So when visitors came and touched her garden,
She was ready to let them in
Because she was proud of her beautiful garden
And she had mastered the ability to grow her heart on her own