The Heart's Garden
The heart is a garden
Where thought flowers grow
The thoughts that we think
Are the thoughts that we sow
Every kind, loving thought
Bears a kind, loving deed,
While a thought that is selfish
Is just like a weed.
We must watch what we think
Each minute, all day;
And pull out the weed thoughts
And throw them away.
And pleasant, loving seed thoughts
So thick in a row
That there will be no room
For weed thoughts to grow
By Katherine Merrill
