All That I Have Sown

<p>I believe when they put her in the ground I think they buried part of me Because I've been searching, I've been looking all around But I cannot find the heart of me, the heart of me </p><p>So I'll put my fingers in this soil upon her grave And I will plant for her a garden And every flower, a reminder of her face Will grow up graceful as a pardon </p><p>And all that grows is her story told As life unfolds here before us The peace I've found in this broken ground I can see her in the harvest...of all that I have sown </p><p>Long before I was covered up in gray Before the old had bent my bones We grew our children in the red Georgia clay They were our garden and our home </p><p>And all that grows is our story told As life unfolds here before The peace we found in that broken ground I can see them in the harvest...of all that I have sown </p><p>And when my life is done I pray the kingdom come And take me to Glory It's living inside me It was planted like a seed All to tell a story </p><p>I believe when they put me in the ground There will remain a part of me Because I've been seraching and the joy that I have found Is living in my family...it's all that I have sown</p>