Quote of the Month

There can be no other occupation like gardening in which, if you were to creep up behind someone at their work, you would find them smiling.

~Mirabel Osler






Friday, 22 June 2012

Poem

It talks to me, everyday, my garden.
© DR.HEMANT MANKAD

The sprout of a bud for birth
The songs of the birds for mirth

The spread of the petals for offerings
The morning sun for the kiss of love

The weeds and the plants
Growing side by side

The vices and the virtues
Growing within me
Recount my life's story

I plucked out a green
It resisted and I struggled
I knew it was the weed

I plucked out a green
It came off easy
I knew it was the plant.

Read more:  Garden Poems http://www.poetryinnature.com/nature/poetry.asp?poem=5512#ixzz1y8n5pAn4
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