Country Gardening Feeling
Vitamin D hits me
Elevating my mood
From zero to hero
There’s a gentle breeze
Ninety-four degrees does not feel that bad
Being outside uplifts me
My wind chimes sing a merry tune
I put on my straw gardening hat
Loving the ridiculous leopard sash
Who’ll see me?
We live in the country
I put on my polka dotted gardening gloves
Begin to weed
A jet plane flies over
Dirt therapy- nothing like it!
No pastime has ever been invented
That makes me feel this relaxed or happy
The birds and I sing as I weed.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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