These eyes see your beauty.
The way you erupt from the loamy soil.
The way you blossom soft and wide.
The way you give forth your bounty.
The way you rest and return.
Day after day, week after week.
Year after year.
These eyes see your beauty.
The way you erupt from the loamy soil.
The way you blossom soft and wide.
The way you give forth your bounty.
The way you rest and return.
Day after day, week after week.
Year after year.
Posted by arts4clc on January 18, 2021
https://arts4clc.wordpress.com/2021/01/18/garden-goddess/
Patti Guicheteau
/ January 29, 2021I just read your poem because it got lost in my mail. It causes me to yearn for warmer weather and garden time!
Patti