Garden Weeds

Beautiful flowers I wanted to grow So in my garden I planted some seeds Into the earth with my love I also did sow But sadly they all came up, weeds, They grew and then they spread out everywhere Their vines they went out of control Neighbors then gawked as they did stare As they climbed my fence, and then the electric pole, I did my best to control their growth But my neighbors they all still complained So I sheared and I hoed, I did both But then came a thunderstorm, and it rained, It rained and rained all day and then all night Then in the morning the rain it had finished My garden now was a beautiful wonderful sight My hate for the weeds in my garden, had diminished, The vines they were now all covered with blooms They had waited to be born and to create a flower Now they’re nature’s own personal perfumes All they needed was patience, and the help of a shower, Neighbors then came and they were awed by the beauty From the vines that they earlier wanted to destroy I was told that my yards appeal is the communities duty And now the allure of my garden, we all could enjoy, I wonder when GOD had created our earth If he ever complained to Adam about the weeds Or was GOD jubilant about life and any birth That came forth from love and the planting of seeds. Randy L. McClave