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!