The Gardener

Two little rosebuds grew on a rosebush in a single sunlit day,

Each one or so she said to herself," In a completely different way."

One was such a serious bud, she took so very long to open up.

The other was so full of life, she embraced it and so she filled her cup.

So there they grew in the garden,opposites it would appear.

All the time the Gardener was caring and watching very near.