Neil Milliner (Australia)
A Gardeners Prayer
Why is it when I plant my seeds
The first thing that grow there are weeds
And not the things I really need?
I'm asking this of thee.
And why is it acceptable that
Food plants are susceptible to
Every thing that walks or flies or crawls
And not the jolly weeds?
And do you think it's fair, oh Lord
That of all plants that are there that's good
We humans, who despair for food
See naught but barren trees?
Oh why, oh Lord, cannot we be
Just like the band of chimpanzee
That roam the land from tree to tree
And eat and sleep for free?
Comments about this poem (A Gardeners Prayer by Neil Milliner )
Top 500 Poems
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Still I Rise
Edgar Allan Poe
William Ernest Henley
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings