Sow Happy

The garden lay bare, awaiting colour and life Seeds were sown, bushes and shrubs planted Woven baskets of flowers were hung Pots were filled with pansies and tulips As time passed, daffodils sun bright, rose in the spring Pretty pink roses blossomed on the archway, attractive to bees also Sweet ripe blackberries could be picked by hand A single claret red lily made its summer appearance, Like an opera singer captivating it's audience The Red Robin memory tree with its soft jewelled leaves, Held raindrop tears in autumn Ice white cobwebs delicately placed on the hedgerow during winter Birds and butterflies came as did the seasons But it will be spring again, the daffodils will be dancing The garden will be awash with colour No longer bare