March Madness

I get up early to till the soil Spread the cloth to stop the weeds Carefully lay out and plant the seeds Knowing the result will be worth the toil I wait as patiently as I can Watching for weeds like a hawk Stay out of my garden I squawk Everything's perfect according to plan Days go past incredibly slow Always looking for that flash of green Only the weeds have been seen I keep waiting for my garden to grow Frustrated I purchase seedlings as a jump start I plant them in even rows nice and neat I water them carefully and talk to them sweet They droop and they wilt, just breaking my heart Though I treat them with the greatest care My brown thumb shines no matter what I do And nothing ever survives the season through This is the way my plants always fair