With tender care the gardener plants her seeds, Pregnant with hidden beauty yet to be, Tends it with loving toil the season through, Reaps the reward in May of glorious blooms.
Far more than flowers grow for all to see, Civic pride, hope, inspiration bloom there too.
First published earlier today at AllPoetry.com in response to a challenge to respond in 50 words or less to the Spanish proverb "More grows in the garden than the gardner knows he has planted" I chose a positive spin on the old saying.