I have a garden
And it's very large
And I must tend it all the time
It's work
But it's beautiful work
So I don't really mind
I turn the soil
Digging stones
To plant the seeds I hope will grow

I trim the hedges
Tend the lawn
Pull the weeds until they're gone
But I don't mind
Its peaceful there
I'm free of trouble
Free of care

I walk there often
Most often alone
Shepherding the things that grow
I talk to the bees
And sing to the birds
Rarely am I ever heard
No one wants to walk with me
To enjoy the flowering cherry trees

I love my garden
Would you like to go?
It grows inside me...
It's in my soul.

Roosty