I walked in my garden one early morn; <br /> smelled the flowers and touched a thorn. <br /> The scent of the flowers was pure and sweet <br /> but the pain from the thorn went very deep. <br /> Life is like a <br /> garden of flowers, <br /> filled with beauty and with pain, <br /> with sunshine and with rain. <br /> The winds and rain batter and bend <br /> until it seems there is no end. <br /> Then the sun comes out and warms our souls <br /> as God's love reaches down and makes us whole. <br /> The sun, the rain, the love, the pain <br /> all are stepping-stones to the day <br /> when God will take us by the hand <br /> and lead us to His Gloryland.<br /><br />Eileen C. Moulton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-s-garden-2/
