"My Garden"©
by Nevin HawlmanWont you come into my Garden,
where the Flowers wait for you.
In the Pennsylvania Mountains,
with its skies of pretty blue.
It's my Playground, it's my Gym,
it's my Chapel here on Earth.
It allows my hands to tend the Soil,
which nourished me since birth.
You will witness many wonders,
of a tiny little Seed.
You will witness Pollination,
and the many types of Bees.
Where Song Birds come to greet you,
and will sit on outstretched hands.
Where a Sunflower Seed is payment,
for their singing as they land.
I am thankful for the Flowers,
and the Produce, and the Dew.
I am thankful for the Creatures,
and especially for You.
I welcome you to visit me,
in this, my favorite spot.
To talk of Flowers and Plants,
and other things we like a lot.
We can talk about GRANDchildren,
or the weather, or the Mall;
Best times to plant your favorites,
in the Spring, or in the Fall.
If you enter unexpected,
you may find me on my knees.
If my hands are clasped before me,
stop and wait a moment, please.
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