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My Garden

What got into me I do not know kneeling in the dirt seeds to sow I'll plant a garden and watch it grow I'd forgotten the pain from having to hoe Those darn weeds so quickly sprout I bend and strain to pull them out The heat of sun causing near drought I water and water so my plants grow stout What got into my head to take on this task What were you thinking my sore body asks Bushes and vines growing hearty as they mature I'll have plenty to share of that I'm sure Smiling to myself with some pride in what I see This plot of earth bringing forth such beautiful bounty

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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