This is my world, so small.
Our world, together we hear it call..
And G-D's world, first of all.

HE made it a garden...
So lovely, so serene...
Today it's become only a dream.

We've lost the vision, the beautiful seeds
Of the love it once held...
We've given it up, turned it over to weeds.

If war and hatred are allowed to rule...
We reap no more than only the cruel...
The reward of those known only as fool.

But, as for me, I truly believe...
That kindness and caring among us all...
Can change this 'ol world,
Bring life and relief.

And in each life, A new garden will grow...
A flower peek through, a tree, a vine..
They all will take hands, so the world will know.

This may sound like a tale...
But, oh, it is true...
Reality, through love, simply cannot fail.

So begin your new garden...
And then take my hand..
Let's renew this old world
Let's all take a stand.

Clean up our hearts,
Sweep clean the sod...
Let's speak to our neighbors..with voices of love..
And reclaim this sweet world......
Created by G-D.
by Marlene (MWilli9142@aol.com)