Traveling on an unknown road
I saw just in the distance,
a private piece of naked soil,
so I planted with persistence.

From seedlings sprouted tiny plants
so anxious for the sun.

They were perfect, pure, empyrean;
a blessing, every one.

These plants were truly nature's gift
where beauty blooms and spirits lift.

Flowers dancing in each space,
buds of pearl and vines of lace.

The soft breeze whispers to your spirit,
Tender hearts and children hear it.

The songbird flutters,
a dewdrop beads;
and just above the gate it reads:

"Plant your love in the hearts of all -
Effort justifies a stumble, and saves a fall.
The wealth of love is yours to know
but if not planted, does not grow."