
Love grows in quiet places,
in soft unspoken lines—
in moments stitched with laughter,
in hands that slip in mine.
It blooms inside the spaces
where hope and courage meet,
a garden built on kindness,
its roots both strong and sweet.
Love grows through storm and season,
through every ebb and flow;
a tender, patient miracle—
a seed we choose to sow.
Thank-you for reading.
Remember there are many paths back to God.
Follow your own path,
Brenda Marie
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What a beautiful and thoughtful piece of writing. Brenda, you have a true gift for capturing the quiet, profound nature of love. The imagery of moments “stitched with laughter” and a “garden built on kindness” is both original and deeply resonant. You’ve described not just a feeling, but a patient, courageous practice. This poem is a gentle, powerful reminder of love’s enduring strength. Thank you for sharing such a lovely reflection.