The Unknown Garden

Never was a garden grown
where every seed did sprout was known

Of even those that made it through
not always to a harvest grew

Some were lost still in the soil
left unattended to rot and spoil

Others may have start to sprout
but chemicals still whipped them out

Still the more "a chosen few"
transplanted were to grow anew

For even Heaven needs to grow
A child's heart so pure of soul

May God bless the unknown garden

Author: Douglas Q. Plew