my garden.

When ♥ is like a garden
and when unless you tend to it,
we'll never reap the full of those rewards
that ♥ can bring.

I think of this.
The ground needs to be tiled with kindness
as well as patience,
for if it is too hard. it's seeds cant's sprout.

The seeds have to be planted with care if they
are to penetrate your lover's heart.

Watered with kind
words and compliments.

Bask under the warm sun
of thy undivided attention.

The weeds of pettiness and lies
must be pulled from the field of ♥.

The fruits of ♥ need time to grow
and cannot be picked until they are riped
that in favors time.

If people don't put the required effort
into your garden of ♥,
we can be certain that the weeds will invade
and our garden will yield little in the way of ♥.
But if we work at it,
we'll find a bumper crop of ♥
waiting for us to harvest each and every day.