A Bucket of Love
I can't wait to pick up a bucket and fill it with love.
I will put on my garden boots and traipse across the wet grass and gather flowers and weeds and dirt and pile them all in my tin bucket of love.
I will skip down the street in my summer sandals and gather wildflowers in my apron and scatter them across the roadway to fill the path with love.
If I can spread love eveywhere like seeds in the wind maybe I will find a door to a secret garden where everyone will visit and hug and get along.
As I write my story of fantasy,
I pick up the old rusty bucket left out in the rain.
It is empty.
I will fill it with love.
Fri 26th May 2023 21:02
AND SO SHALL IT BE!
Thank you Helene for creating a secret garden! 🙏🙏It's much needed in our days.
Thu 25th May 2023 17:19
Love this Helene! A wonderful idea to combat the oceans of negativty in our world today. Thanks for sharing this!
Thu 25th May 2023 16:27
What a fabulous idea, Helene, with a poem to match! I'm getting my bucket ready! 😀
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