Browning leaves found all around
Wilting fast lain on the ground
None surviving but the weeds
No one’s tending to their needs
Mindless killing not the first
All could see they died of thirst
The garden centres irrigation
Left switched off caused dehydration
Thousands sold but thousands lost
Not a care how much they cost
What a shame they cannot sell
Shrivelled crisp and lost their smell
Who’s to blame for this disaster?
Could they not have watered faster?
No one said they didn’t know
That simple water helps plants grow
Once a picture full of bloom
To brighten up your garden room
Cards in pots showed caring tips
Now with the plants they fill up skips
© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
an unusual poem but one I really enjoyed. Your mind drifted off the path of normal and let us down a garden path of imagination. Well done, you kept your flowers of words watered. Well done; -)