God’s Seed
God planted in each human heart a tender little seed,
And invited us to care for it and tend its every need.
He warned us of the dangers we would meet along our way,
That thorns and weeds would gather there in our hearts from day to day.
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He told us when we needed help we’d find him waiting there,
To call him we should just kneel down and say a little prayer.
He would help us overcome those weeds from his heavenly home above,
One day that peace would flourish into a rose of peace and love.
God promised us that little seed would never wither or decay,
If we always give a helping hand to those we meet along our way.
Not just our friends, and neighbours, but our enemies and foes
We should share the petals in our heart from that sweet smelling rose.
The years are swiftly passing – just as the river flows,
The more I share these petals the sweeter grows my lovely rose.
I pray when life is over God will say, “Well done indeed.
You have done your best and nourished well my tender little seed.”
Author Phyllis Conway 2001
First published in Precious Moments a selection of poetry 2001
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