What is a Garden?


A place to be, where peace abounds

A place that’s filled with lovely things

A mad place crowded with too many hounds

A place with bugs and stinging things.


A place with trees, looming down from above

A place with produce for us to eat

A place with flowers I truly love

A place to sit on my comfy seat


I commune with Nature, the clouds and the breeze

Pruning the bonsai, planting the seeds

Out there is plenty to give me ease

In the garden is where creativity feeds!