Gardens Poem by Laurence Overmire

A garden grows resplendent and fertile
In the hearts of a happy few

To have shared and loved, laughed and cried
The dew of our tears having touched the tender places

Where only the smallest petals
Have opened and closed

Basking in the sun of a verdant smile
Or hiding in the shadows of an overcast gloom

A garden grows
And sends its quiet roots into the singing soil of our souls

Breathe deep…
The rain falls but a moment

And in a moment
Gives life to another day.


(Previously published in Poetry Soul to Soul, Summer 2000)