We each have a garden full of what makes up our lives
Yours may be daisies and evergreens or anything that happens between
Mine is full of color and ever blooming
Roses here and there
Lupins grow high where humming birds zip and zap all around never making a sound
A morning glory or two will bloom before noon
Trees full of song birds soar up high
Providing everlasting shade
Endless fields full of wildflowers too many to name
They fill the air with sweater scents
This is my garden I could wonder for hours and hours to tend the Many plants and animals that live
Lay in the grass let the sun warm my face and then walk beneath the trees to the spring pools
Walk in and let the water swallow my skin

But these are Chemical Gardens,
We tend them in moods.
One day I watch my beautiful roses wilt, each petal falls to the ground
The next leaves fall from the trees and grass grows brown
The sun no longer warms my face instead it hides in the clouds
Weeks pass and I can't coax the color to life, it's just stale air and grey clouds
In times passing my garden my bloom,
the sun will peek from the clouds and smells return to the air the pools of water wont be so dark
This is my Chemical Garden