The garden was forgotten,
Destoryed by man’s thoughtlessness,
It seemed all was lost.
Then someone remember the old man’s garden,
They remember the beauty, the peace, and the caring that was there.
The remembering made them care again, to restore the garden in all it’s splendor,
So it would not be a fading memory captured in a picture to be forgotten in time, as a product of the mind.
So again the garden stands in it’s beauty and grace.
For it is a rare garden that is filled with such love, and caring that the garden is a glow, with life and laughter.
It is a garden which brings to the soul the deepest serenity.
Few understand the garden.
Still fewer understand enough to care and keep the garden,
So that others may be give the chance to know and understand the most radiant beauty of the garden.
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