A good seed sent from heaven,
Will find nourishment on earth,
It will be filled with goodness,
Welcomed at its birth.
This seed will then flourish,
For it has settled within the soil,
It will be protected by nature,
To make sure it does not spoil.
The rain will keep it moist,
The sun will keep it warm,
Then the seed will slowly grow,
The leaves will slowly form.
It will struggle through life,
Through thunder storm and shower,
But in the end no wind will bend,
As it blooms a perfect flower.
Not all the seeds are perfect,
As they fall on stony ground,
They grow so very weak,
As no nourishment can be found.
If left alone,
With roots so dry,
The sun will scorch them,
And they will die.
We should learn a lesson,
From the strength of that perfect flower,
To lead our lives and do no harm,
And accept Gods love and power.
So spare a thought for the weak,
Do not cast them away to die,
Nourish them with all your love,
Comfort them when they cry.
That stony ground will become fertile,
The weak will become strong,
Your life will be a little wiser,
Because you have helped someone along.
So remember as you go through life,
Help the weak as they pass by,
Then say to yourself,
There but for the grace of God go I…
Malcolm G Bradshaw