~for Lisa D.
from tiny seeds
yours and mine
reach for the sky
our roots, tangled
together, as one
even the Gardener
cannot separate us
©2016 Lori Carlson. All Rights Reserved.
Up the Garden Path
I thought I would take up gardening,
You know, grow some pretty stuff.
I went to the shop, bought loads of things,
but now the going’s tough.
I didn’t know about the pitfalls
And that my hands would get scraped raw.
I didn’t know my knees could get friction burns
or that my back could get this sore.
I decided to grow a tomato plant
Fresh fruit would be good for me
But I didn’t get tomatoes
What I got was a bloody tree
I then tried to grow a tulip plant
Tulips are beautiful beyond belief
But that shot 4 foot in the air
Twigs with woody roots beneath
Now I’m growing roses
But they’re not looking good
A lot of stalk and not much else
Not growing how they should
So, I went to the garden center
to ask what I should do
He sold me a bag of brown sloppy mulch
now my garden smells of pooh.
I thought I would take up gardening
and grow such pretty stuff
My garden now is a complete mess
And I’ve seriously had enough.
But, if you want to take up gardening
And are not put off by my poor try
You’re a braver person than I’ll ever be
Good luck, and here’s to mud in your eye!!