Best friends in daycare,
Leads to blushes in kidergarden.
First dates to the the fair,
First kisses in the garden.
All is great as the love is shared
As we become older things begin to change.
Some want to find their only one,
While others just want a "hole in one"
The love grows deep,
Miles and miles under your feet.
But others' seeds have not even been planted,
Turning black and brown while it wilted.
But there is never a lost cause in the Garden Of Love.
With a little more encouragement and a little less shove,
All of the love in the world will grow and flurish