A beautiful cherub cautiously prepared the ground
She spaded and tilled, then with hopeful expectation
Her small treasure began to grow inside
Her barren garden was fertilized then watered
In a short time- the miracle of life!
The motion and growth in her fertile field was manifest
First the shoot, then the stem, the leaves, and the first bloom
She felt a similar delight each year when she planted
Watered and cultivated the small garden outside her home
The miracle of life in both was a supernal phenomenon
Indescribible, incomparable, the procedure was divine
Her husband delighted as he witnessed the growth
Of the first shoots popping their heads
Through the rich soil of the garden outside...
But he was delighted, better said ecstatic
About the inner growth taking place inside his wife
He could barely wait to see the little ‘head'
Popping out of the garden within her
--pl dabbs
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