Pluck
If we could Pluck hurt feelings Like weeds from a garden And fill those tender spots With what will one day bloom What a beautiful soul We would be
If we could Pluck hurt feelings Like weeds from a garden And fill those tender spots With what will one day bloom What a beautiful soul We would be
Though the garden shows signs Of slowing down Between the drooping leaves There’s color in the brown A few red tomatoes Waiting to be picked A green cucumber Dangling from a stick But the prize right now Sitting pretty on the ground Is the cutest pumpkin Just waiting to be found Sweet, petite, and orange… Read More Cutest Pumpkin
Playing peekaboo With the dirt below Whimsical petals In the sun glow In pastel shades Pearly white Tiny flowers rise To hug the light Kissing the dark Cold dirt goodbye Embracing the day Reaching for the sky
What’s it like to be The most popular flower Adored by all Whether sun or shower A beautiful bloom In whom the bugs delight The most popular flower Round, yellow, and bright For a sip of nectar They come day or night
The butterflies admire The flowers as they sway The chipmunks continue To run about and play The bees give thanks For the promise of golden honey From the clovers that grow To feed the hungry bunnies The birds flock together To sing a song of praise The squirrels bow their heads In the trees… Read More Sunday Morning
Why name one a flower, Call another a weed? Both petals and stems Grew from dirt and seed.
In the heat of summer At the high noon hour The creatures begin to creep Up the plants they’ll soon devour ~ Sacrificing foliage For their own selfish needs Bite by bite The caterpillars feed ~ Soon the first leaf is gone Quickly followed by the next They ravenously chew On the plant that they… Read More Devour
Have you heard the rumor? There’s mythical things to see They live among the gardens Not just in tales read to you and me ~ There are dragons in the garden And yes, they really fly They spin and sputter on the breeze Then disappear against the sky ~ Some find they bring good luck With… Read More Dragons
Can you hear the whispers That float upon the air? They travel with the petals As gossip plants can share ~ Can you see the secrets Being gathered by the bees? Who work as frantic messengers With garden clients to appease ~ Did you hear the rumor As a single chirp one day? It quickly… Read More Gossip and Goodwill
In the depths of darkness A secret lies in wait Hidden but a moment Soon to reveal its fate After days covered By dirt and mud These necessary evils Create a perfect bud That will soon blossom For all to see Awakened by the sunshine A spring flower soon will be
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