Monday, August 25, 2014

Out in our Garden – v2

The smell of rich soil,
wet from the drenching rains,
weeds yield to my gentle tug
up into my hands
beds of shimmering color,
the droplets refracting, reflecting
radiating warmth, richer hues
buzzing of the bees, the flies,
I stop to watch the yellow swallowtail
hovering over the blooms,
the bright cosmos, the yellow marigolds,
the stately Black-eyed Susan,
Cool mud under my nails, green stain
on my finger, a hint on my shorts
A smile on my face, under the thin sweat
out in our garden, the girls in the yard
laughing in the summer sun
safe in God’s arms


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edited August 25, 2014
Out in our Garden – v2

July 23, 2008
Out in our Garden

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