Have you ever watched flowers bloom?
All the waiting the time the days in the garden
Feeding them nurturing them only to get nothing
All of the time you spend preparing
and watching the rain soak the earth
penetrate the ground
and kiss the seed of your labor
Making sure the sunlight this them
Without any real result?
It’s a tedious effort at best
And one day, long after you’ve given up
Or even care anymore
When all of your effort seems in vain
You notice almost out of no where
Your flowers have bloomed
Love is the same way
It blossoms when and where
you least expect it to
at least it did in my garden.