GARDENING

GARDENING

A lover of the soil, his thumb
Is “green” he enjoys the
Smell of freshly cut grass and
The recently tilled soil .

He places seeds into the dark soil,
Which later become specks of green.
Then small plants one inch high,
With their fragile little stems.

He lovingly cares for his
Delicate and fragile plants;
Often singing a merry tune,
Waiting patiently as they spurt.

Then with the aid of the
May -June rains in spring; these
Tiny “fellows” grow a little more,
To the delight of the gardener.

Inspecting each row often,
He watches as new leaves grow.
Soon there’ll be fruits on stems.

Now that its harvest time,
The gardener collects his crops.
He shares his produce with all;
While planning what and where,
To put new plants next year.