Limerick.

This is a Skeletonic poem about my garden, and how I felt during the last little while when I was waiting for the plants to come up.

A poem about spring beginning and the month of may.

A poem about city life…

A poem.

A garden/tree poem.

Gardening, Spring, Flowers, Photography or old but new Relationships.

Haiku about gardening.

These gardening "tools" get my blood boiling because they make too much noise!

Honey, me and sister went to town to stock up on some groceries the other day and sister got so mad that I was afraid she would get us in a peck of trouble. We run into brother and aunt Almer and I thought the fur would fly. Sister just wont do, child. If I have told her once, I have told her a thousand times. Sister, I say, don’t get your drawers all in a wad, one of these days you are going to have a heart attack. But it don’t do no good, child. You can’t change sister.