The garden of gratitude, it blooms in our heart
A flower of appreciation, that never departs
A bouquet of blessings, that we hold tight
A fragrant reminder, of the beauty in sight
The petals of praise, they unfold like a rose
A sweet scent of thankfulness, that forever grows
The stem of humility, it grounds us in grace
A gentle reminder, of the love that we embrace
So let us tend, to the garden of our soul
And nurture the beauty, that makes us whole
For in its blossoms, we'll find our own way
And a life of purpose, in a brighter day.
About the Creator
Albin
A Psychologist of Life Experiences...
Delighted to have you ...
Much Love.
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