Written for the Lighthouse Poetry Contest |
I am a Gardener for God, Planting seeds where I go! Come to Me, My shoulders is broad, I will give you a good prod! Jesus died on a cross for our sins, Nailed to the cross with pins! We are all in need of love, Look up, it comes from above! In My presence feel the sunshine, You will see growth, you are Mine! I am a Gardener of God, Planting seeds where I go! Come to Me, here in my garden, I will always give you a pardon! Author's Note ▼ |