A Different World

May 30, 2010
I am heading out to the garden,
With the sun shining so bright.
A cool breeze is blowing
As soft as a whisper

On my knees,
I dig into the earth,
Pulling up weeds,
And disrupting the worms.

The flowers are blooming,
And the trees are budding.
Looking around,
All I see is color.

Tending the garden,
In the warm spring sun,
Everything looks different
Then in did before.

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NoLabelsPlease said...
Mar. 16, 2011 at 5:01 pm
This sounds like summer. Love your choice of words.
artist8041 replied...
Mar. 21, 2011 at 6:31 pm
Thanks so much!
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