A Garden Is a Work of Art

a garden is a work of art
    conceived with gloved, wrinkled hands
  a home for fragrant specimens
    for mists, for rain, for brilliant sun  

  yet when the weather turns, so do blooms
    from rich perfumes to withered tombs
  so clasp tight my hand, retreat indoors
    to dream of sun-splashed greener shores
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Tor Avatar
January 3, 2023 at 7:46 AM
It is funny how the weather has such an influence on our gardens and us as a whole. You have got me thinking how true this is Sir Gershon...
George Avatar
January 2, 2023 at 6:47 PM
Each garden is a work of art.... giving endless delight. That's why still I work in my garden with wrinkled hands. Beautifully written.
Wolf Avatar
January 2, 2023 at 7:12 PM
Thank you for the kind words, my friend. Let us rejoice in the sunshine and showers, Gershon
Peck Avatar
January 2, 2023 at 1:35 PM
Very lovely, Gershon! Do stay out of the weather!
Wolf Avatar
January 2, 2023 at 6:36 PM
I'll try to stay out of the weather. You too now
Lawless Avatar
January 2, 2023 at 10:49 AM
OH YEAH.....
Wolf Avatar
January 2, 2023 at 6:36 PM
Every once in a while, I pen something resembling real poetry. Thanks, John. :) gw
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