Garden poetry.

I came across this poetry activity and thought I'd try it out for myself.

Here's the result:

I am a Gardener

I am a gardener

I wonder why everyone doesn’t have a garden

I hear the distant buzzing of a hovering hummingbird’s wings

I see the kaleidoscope of brightly coloured flowers dancing in the breeze

I want the sun to stay a little longer and brown my skin

I am a gardener

I pretend that I am walking through the most magnificent park

I feel pride in this; Nature’s reward for my hard work

I touch a delicate blossom

I worry that I might crush it

I cry at the short life such beauty beholds

I am a gardener

I understand that the Manitoba summer is a short season

I say that you must be prepared to say good bye come September

I dream about my garden all the winter and

I try to feed my flower frenzy until spring’s return when

I hope for an even more sensational season than the last

I am a gardener

Not too bad for a novice poet?

Photos from my 2010 garden.