Garden Goddess

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.

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  1. Patti Guicheteau

     /  January 29, 2021

    I just read your poem because it got lost in my mail. It causes me to yearn for warmer weather and garden time!

    Patti

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