Where The Green Grass Grows
Sometimes what you are looking for is already right in front of you.
You can lose your chance at the moon,
Because you are too busy chasing the stars.
The grass isn’t always greener,
On the other side of the fence.
Grass becomes green,
When you learn to water your own lawn.
Your flowers bloom much fuller,
When you stop blocking all the sunshine.
Your garden will be much more bountiful,
When you tend to the seeds that YOU have planted.
You can’t complain of the harvest you reap,
When the grains you have sown,
Were planted with ill intentions and malice.
Life is beautiful and full of roses,
But if you try to pluck the beauty before it’s bloom,
You will surely feel the prick of the spiny thorns.
The fence you use to keep your blessings in,
May very well be the facet,
Prohibiting and averting your blesser.
If you don't step aside out of your own way,
You cannot fully receive all this life has to offer.
