The Seed

The planter plants the seed
He waters the seed planted in the soil
He looks at the fertile ground with satisfaction
He looks forward to the reward of his toil

A little green seeding
Appears in a few days
Though it is small
It can surely amaze

Every morning he awakens
And looks at what he's sown
He's so happy to see
How much it has grown

Then one Sunday morning
He sees a thing of beauty and wonder
A full grown pretty flower
Coming from the earth it's been under

That beautiful flower is like our love
With love,care and attention to what's been sown
Our love has blossomed into a thing of beauty
A thing of perfection we can call our own