Whoever makes a garden. Has never worked alone;

the rain has always found it, The sun has always known;

The wind has blown across it. And helped to scatter seeds;

Whoever makes a garden. Has all the help he needs.

Whoever makes a garden. Should surely not complain,

With someone like the sunshine.And someone like the rain

And someone like the breezes.To aid him in his toil

And someone like the Father. Who gave the garden soil.

Whoever makes a garden, has, oh, so many friends;

The glory of the morning, the dew when daylight ends.

For rain and wind and sunshine, and dew and fertile sod;

And he who makes a garden, works hand and hand with God.

~Douglas Malloch, poet, short stories, editor-American Lumberman 1877-1938

Sharing this lovely garden poem from our gardening website, which is where I’ve been spending most of my time.

Feel free to share your garden poetry and/or art and I can publish it there.

PROMPT IDEAS (should you wish to engage):

Create garden art or poetry in your preferred medium around your relationship with a garden, gardening, plants or nature.

Transformation through creation.

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~ LeAura

The day is the way.

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