Fragments of the Heart

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God's Garden

In a land of good angles
And heavenly gardens
Lies an infinite number of radiant blossoms.
With a cool, light breeze—
Sweet air so clean,
The flowers dance in harmony and glee.

Visitors of the garden
Are never not in awe
And wonder how the gardens stay heavenly.
If not a soul
Lives on the fields to tend,
Then whom is there to give Mother Nature a
Hand?