This Poem was Submitted By: Rick Barnes On Date: 2002-07-03 15:10:45 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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Garden Gates

It is left to each of you, for nurture or for spoil, permission to your garden of rarely fertile soil. Seed-bearers by the dozen tender promise in pursuit of entrance to the garden, caring nothing for the fruit. As you listen to their lies you’d do well to understand, they desire to conquer gates, they know nothing of the land. The gates are yours to open, and choice, a delicate art. It’s up to you to know who speaks with a gardener’s heart.

Copyright © July 2002 Rick Barnes


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