Dear Ms. Gardener,
I am head over heels,
face in the earth,
in love with you.
Your hands are caretakers,
nurturers,
life givers,
and I adore those dexterous digits
that brush and tamp soil.
Sewing love, joy, and passion
in my heart.
Trust and confidence
in my mind.
You're as wise as a willow
as sweet as magnolia blossoms.
In drought
I would shed blood and weep
to keep
our love from dying out.
I need you Ms. Gardener.
You are in my very nature,
holding the petals of my heart.