The Garden Passed

For asleep beneath this pack 
Of heavy of snow 
Lays a garden I once did sow
Once alive and full of wonder 
Fallen below is now asunder 
Green leaf shots of tomato plants 
A path aside it made by matching ants 
My ever-growing lavender plant 
To smell the blossoms makes me pant
The pots the herbs grew in, I rescued them into the house 
Every so often I give them a little douse
The corn stalks I gathered up for show 
Are laying against the tree, with no where to go 
The yard that once was filled with life 
Has turned cold and lonely and filled with ice
The trees above cry out at night 
With winds upon them, snaring with fright
My compost pile is completely covered 
It’s going to take months till that’s uncovered 
Even the sun doesn’t rest here to long 
The happy blue birds, no longer sings its songs 
It’s a sad time when the gardens asleep 
I guess I’ll wait for spring when new bulbs shall creep
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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