The Scent of a garden is a gift of God,
A foot print from heaven where angles have trod.
The plants are filled with the act of Life,
Sending down roots as with husband and wife.
Planted and tilled with Loving care,
Growing in abundance the world to share.
So plant a seed and watch it grow,
Reaching for heaven where Love does flow.
Keith Foley
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-garden-4/
