Tending the Garden

Tending the Garden

 

Friendship is a flower that blossoms and grows

It radiates from within with a beauty that shows

Even flowers that are different are still the same

Each with friendship as its only name

With a little tender loving care

The bloom becomes a delight long to be shared

The garden must be cultivated with love, though

Careful not to neglect lest that stunt its growth

Tending the garden may at times seem so effortless

With little food or water needed to achieve its excellence

Other times a little extra care is needed

In order that it not be weakened and that the bad be weeded

And so that the beauty can be restored

To a flower, as before, once more adored

It’s all a delicate kind of balance, a dance

That usually gets its start by nothing else but pure happenstance

But regardless of how or why it starts

It has the potential to remain deeply planted within the heart

Love’s most precious flower bed

There, where even more beauty can always be bred

Because if those roots are planted firmly enough

Friendship never dies; it simply rises above