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Poem about how to live life. |
| The Garden of Time The garden of time has no beginning and no end It has no stake in the time that we spend It’s there for your use to sow the seeds of our heart We never can harvest if we don’t learn to start Don’t try to plant bad seeds they never will grow The time that we waste will make us feel low The good seeds will grow if nurtured with patience With love and faith, they’ll need little maintenance The harvest we reap is sure to be known The best part of life this garden has grown |