Ode To The Fresh Produce Garden

In my little garden

I sow seeds with care

I rake the hard ground

Make it loose and soft

The big round yellow sun

Shines and warms everything

The rain clouds in the sky

Wish to come down slowly

The birds start to sing

Little seeds wake up soon
And lift their sleepy heads

Their sprouts bring out leaves

Little plants grow tall and tall
In their little warm earth beds

They fill my heart with love
Flooding scents of their own

I walk throughout my garden and

See delightful taters, maters, cukes

Each one is worth all the toil

To have a plethora of food in sight

Nutrition and minerals set up
Fill my soul with enduring joy
My heart sings songs loud
Within the banks of a garden.

 I keenly watch my garden grow
All of the fresh produce bestow
The rich harvest of a garden

Looping me in the circle dance

Flowers in the garden bloom and

Bring a light to brighten the gloom

Through their soft touch bring gladness

Every flower has something to share

Our time is short just like a season
Autumn advances with abundance
We all have the gifts of heaven
Enjoy them with peace and love

                                           --Indrajeet

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