A poem that compares life and love to a garden. It shows how people sometimes neglect to see what they have and are looking to see if there is something better – if the grass is greener. Sometimes we don’t realize what we have until it’s gone.

I stood at the edge of my Garden,
Peering to see
If the grass was much greener
On either side of me

As I stood there searching
I failed to see
My flowering garden
Surrounding me

As I got closer and closer
To the other side
I simply ignored
The fight to survive

She needed to be fed
Nurtured and loved
In order to live
She wanted to grow

Forgotten and neglected
Petals no longer grew
Dropping like raindrops
On the morning dew

Until nothing was left
But one tiny stem
Holding on for dear life,
Fighting to the bitter end

I looked back and I thought
I must be right
A ground full of petals
The grass is greener tonight

Until the day that I found
Myself surrounded by weeds
Which look like flowers at first
Multiplying their seeds

I was tangled up
In the weeds that would choke
The life out of me
I can no longer cope

They feed on each other
In order to survive
Destroying everything they see
Leaving nothing alive

Like a brick, it hit me
I suddenly remembered
The garden I abandoned
A blistery day in the winter

And as I looked back
Through teary eyes did I see
Someone came along
And fed my garden for me

A stranger picked up the pieces
Of that one little stem
As they treasured and loved her
She began to mend

 My garden had grown
Into something more beautiful and grand
Than I could ever imagine
Or ever knew that I had

With outstretched hands
 I started to run
Towards the love of my life
That someone else had won

Feeling the Sting of a thorn,
Like a knife in my heart
Stopping me dead in my tracks
She wanted no part

I was much too late
 I can finally see
My garden, my love
You were right in front of me

 l now watch from a distance
Heartbroken and sad
Longing for my garden
That I still wish I had.

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Comments (4)
  • theresa lane on Nov 10, 2008

    Very moving, very true.

  • Jill on Nov 17, 2008

    Nice job girlfriend … keep up the good work!!! I’ll be your ‘manager’ …. lol

  • Endless Ink on Nov 29, 2008

    A tear jerker. I was moved…

  • Charles Jordan Jarrett on Mar 1, 2009

    Thats what Im talking about!
    Thankou for this…

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