In My Garden Poem by Nancy Crossman

With night slowly drifting into dawn,
My thoughts are chaotic.
As I ponder my continuing journey
On this new day.
Life is a precious gift
Meant to unwrap gradually.
I will savour each moment,
While my footprints deepen in the sands of time,
Family, friends and love
Bloom in my beautiful garden.
I will nurture them.
Carry friendship seeds in my pocket
For those in need.
My heart is always open
And all are welcome in my garden.