Daisies grow next to the weeds
Rosebushes grow with sharp thorns
At times it seems random and whimsical
Sometimes everything makes perfect sense
God’s garden is endless with possibilities
My life in Royal Way is my little garden
Michael, you taught me that
My garden is my choice
The being is the seed
The doing is in growing
I don’t know what it will be yet
But as part of God’s garden
Whatever it will be
Whatever it is
It is beautiful
Just the way it is
Just the way it should be.