A beautiful garden planted in the spring with great love
Flowers and vegetables blessed with peace from above
Every detail carefully planned and tenderly done
All this fertile soil needs now is water and sun
The first few weeks bring excitement and growth
Green buds and a bit of color are amazing both
One week goes by without any tender loving care
The young, immature plants now seem a bit scared
I am thirsty for a drink, can’t you see!
Why have you forgotten all about me?
Another week passes along without feeling a human hand
The fragile plants begin a slow march back to the land
I am thirsty for a drink, can’t you see!
Why have you forgotten all about me?
A third week arrives with unhappiness and despair
The once promising garden can’t surely be repaired
I am thirsty for a drink, can’t you see!
Why have you forgotten all about me?
From high above comes His promise to bring rain
Soon a gentle, nourishing mist reduces the pain
Humans need to be fed from above by Him
We must ask Him gently like singing a hymn
Without loving care, the garden and people will perish
The Lord adores all of His creation with love to cherish
Let us never, ever wonder and say . . .
I am thirsty for a drink, can’t you see!
Why have you forgotten all about me?
To have little faith isn’t part of our day!
Big Sky Buckeye 