The Guardian of the Garden
I am the guardian of the garden
Sower of the seeds
Quencher of the drought
Destroyer of the weeds
It attracts many admirers
Seldom am I alone when I'm there
The butterflies, the bees, and I
Go about our work with care
I am the guardian of the garden
The tender to its needs
And while I am busy tending to it
It is my soul it feeds
Copyright © Barbara Briggs | Year Posted 2013
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