Life becomes a Garden

i have a little garden...... no one can see it but my self, when my life is up all the flowers bloom... as if its spring time, but when things go down all the wilt and wash away like autumn keeping a dead bush with no leaves or flowers on it... thats how life is as i describe it... but i always hope for a greeny and colorful bushes in my garden which i call life... where colorful butterflies and rainbows would be there.... some times we don't know what to do in our life, weather we should be sad, frustrated, happy, angry or bored of it. i don't want to accept the changes around it, cos i like my garden the way i created it i don't want some one else to change it for me, i don't need a change. i created it with all those colors cos i like the colors i don't need some one to come and paint them in Black and White. if i left it the way it was and never cared and didn't make some choices that i have made through the time my garden now would have been withered and dried up from the roots till the tip of the branches... but i never want that to happen cos its my garden to look after and no one else would take care of it unless i care for it i might get help but i cannot depend on some one to make it all better for me ill still have to make those choices and ill have learn my way through them...

This is where life happens and its where i make my choices