Poem about a lady who loves her garden and gardening….

Let not my heart be harden, nor from my lips a curse,

for here I stand in my garden, caring for my plants like a nurse…

Come hum you busy bees, birds sing your songs of mirth,

in my garden I want to be, theres no better place on earth…

With the sun shining down, upon the morning dew,

its such a beautiful view, seeing what grows from the ground…

May the heavenly showers, and gentle breezes blows,

upon my beautiful flowers, as the slowly grow…

See my tulips and poses, and the golden dafidols,

among the rows of roses, gives me the greatest thrill…

To the sky the lillies yield, with the violets of blue,

what colors they reveal, only nature has the clues…

Grant me one wish and pardon, when they lay me to rest,

just a simple request, bed me down in my garden…….end

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Comments (8)
  • drelayaraja on Dec 12, 2009

    Wonderful write :-)
    Thank u for the share

  • Stan Wilson on Dec 12, 2009

    your welcome my friend

  • Priyanka Bhowmick on Dec 12, 2009

    true love towards garden..lovely poem

  • 8Shei8 on Dec 12, 2009

    I enjoy gardening and what a beautiful picture!

  • coffeeadict on Dec 12, 2009

    Wonderful – spoken from the soul of a true gardener.

  • LoveDoctorGoodBye on Dec 13, 2009

    Passionate about her garden. I notice a lot of older women when I go jogging to the park working outside and watering their plants. I guess it is relaxing and a distraction as well.

  • Valerie Curtiss on Dec 30, 2009

    A great last resting place for any gardener!

  • Hettie on Jan 9, 2010

    I like it nothing more refreshing than to wander in a garden that is tended with loving care thanks

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