Sunday, July 24, 2011

Sunday Morning Peace

Who Loves a Garden

Who loves a garden
Finds within his soul
Life's whole;
He hears the anthem of the soil
While ingrates toil:
And sees beyond his little sphere
The waving fronds of heaven, clear.

--Louise Seymour Jones

1 comment:

Faith said...

I really like that. The slight lilt of the poem is beautiful!

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