From the Heart
Louise Gibson
Our life is so fleeting-
Where did the years go?
It seems like only yesterday
my heart was all aglow.
I looked forward to my future,
Optimism was foremost in my mind.
I never had been threatened.
I felt love for all mankind.
So naive in my thinking,
Ignorant of things above.
It took the pruning by the Master’s hand
that I might know true love.
We’ve all heard of pruning.
Gardening books recommend it, too.
Not to be hateful, but sometimes
simply the right thing to do.
Say, you’ve forgotten to prune your impatiens,
and now they’re simply towers-
No problem. Just take some clippers
and “lop off their heads”-
You’ll wind up with more flowers!
I have learned to walk by faith,not sight-
It is the Master Gardener that transforms
darkness into light.
Photo by Viktor Mogilat on Unsplash
Old Things R New 
Evocative and beautiful.
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PADDY,, THANK YOU FOR YOUR KIND COMMENTS. VERY APPRECIATED……THAT’S WHAT KEEPS A WRITER WRITING! HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT DAY! I AM CURIOUS TO KNOW THE HISTORY BEHIND YOUR NAME….MOST ORIGINAL.
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Beautiful poem, so true and meaningful. Love the chose of illustration, too. DiVoran
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Ha! you have a keen sense of humor, DiVoran. I, too, love the illustration. Thanks.
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