What I say,
What I see,
Large-looming things I water in the garden of my life.
It maters little if I despise them,
Not a whit if I wish to uproot,
Nor love and cherish,
The flowers or weeds I speak to will grow.
All the World should pay attention,
Give that payment to the flowers,
For the weeds grow so easily.
It's really all a matter of focus.
By: Daniel A. Stafford