The Gardener Of Frayed Edges Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion
The Gardener Of Frayed Edges
The world, a garden, choked with thorny weeds,
Where human hearts, like fragile petals, bend,
And empathy, the water that it needs,
To bloom anew, and broken spirits mend.
We are the gardeners, with gentle hands,
Who till the grace, and prune the annoyance,
Like fireflies, hope flickers in every place,
A light to guide, in this turbulent space.
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8/30/2026 1:44:42 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Bravo Bernard Thanx for sharing