Let your life a garden be, a place for growth by thee.
Set aside a plot untouched, just for your ideas.
Boundless in its scope and fertalize with hope.
A place to plant your dreams while weeding out the fears.
To have an idea flourish, you really have to nourish,
With more and more ideas and smother out extremes.
Life and gardens need hard work, a duty you can’t shirk.
Roll up your sleeves, cultivate those dreams;
Do it with good grace a smile upon your face.
Then water them with purpose, tear out the weeds of doubt.
And achievement will be yours, with many grand encores.
Life can only be rewarding, when your ideas sprout.


by Ron Pike on Saturday, November 07, 2009

« Aspen Poets' Society