Spring Gardens

Nemesis of well tended graveyards flourish with abundant life— luscious with nourishing reward. Birds and worms feast without strife: basking in the sun are ripe red tomatoes; rivaled only by the soil’s full bosom potatoes. Clouds of joy shed quenching spring tears; Zephyros, Chloris and Carpus have been kind. Life blooms in fullness without any fears; butterflies daily hovering to rest and dine. Only nature could have crafted such budding plots; allowing us to be their plowing handmaidens; and benefactors of their yielding—healing crops. Blessed are we to have these earthly spring havens.