Gardener's Helpers
They are so helpfully willing to
lend a paw, chafing disconsolately
at my demurral. There exists
however a gap in our
communication; their species'
compulsion is to focus on
digging up, while mine is
involved in digging in
a springtime fancy that
impels the passion of countless
gardeners, the annual ritual
of planting to achieve that
irresistible goal of exquisite
floral beauty to make the
garden pulsate, glow and
enchant us summer-through,
a fancy unknown to puppies.
Monday, May 23, 2016
Labels:
Poetry
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