Freda's Garden:

Welcome to my Garden!

This is our middle grandson, Russell, when he was small. I do not know
whose cat he is holding, but I know it did no belong to them, as his dad
was allergic to cats. The cat was so relaxed, he/she certainly trusted
Russell.

THE ENEMY OF TRUST
The enemy of trust,
Is distrust and suspicion;
We fail to see clearly,
It distorts our vision.

The enemy of trust,
Is a lack of faith,
We need facts and figures
Or we can't relate.

The enemy of trust,
Is hope's waning view;
We lose our dreams
And expectations are few.

The enemy of trust,
Is that we fail to see
The power and the glory
Of the Man from Galilee!

Freda Fullerton
March 30, 2012