My Eternal Garden
I attend to my garden each day-
though a tedious task, it is true.
With the seeds of ambition, I pray
it will flourish for me and for you.
Do you know how it prospers my dears?
With the sunshine of radiant love,
and the moisture of falling wet tears,
intermittently splashed from above.
And by nurturing it with the swell
of bright hope for each new shining day;
the faith fetched from my deepest dark well,
it will grow in a glorious way.
Then, by weeding it daily, it should
give new seedlings room needed to grow.
Quick removing unwanted dead wood-
left uncluttered its beauty will show
As my blooms open wide in the sun,
all their colors will blend bright and dim.
I’ll caress them so gently, each one,
and breathe deeply its fragrance, with vim.
Through the Summer, my garden will spread
filling spaces so barren before,
and not fearing the Winter ahead
it will flourish and thrive even more.
Now, I know with the coming of Fall-
my old garden will soon fade away.
But, through Winter's sleep, wait for the call-
to awake on a reborn Spring day.
October 6, 2014
~1st Place~
Contest: Garden Inspirations
Sponsor: BJ Legros Kelley
Judged: 04/20/2022
~5th Place~
Premiere Contest: Any Poem You Are Proud Of
Sponsor: Mystic Rose
Judged: 05/20/2017
~1st Place~
Contest: Screwed VII
Sponsor: Rob Carmack
Judged: 12/03/2015
Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2014
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