Gardens Early Awakening Poem by Owen Cullimore

In the spring all the Flowers come alive
Tulips rear their little head
From beneath the ground looking for light
To brighten up any flower bed
The grass needs cutting out comes the Mower
To shed its winter growth so long
Scampering field mice run away quickly
There's always work to do from now on
Buds on the Roses looking for life
Getting ready to bloom in all colors
In the early morning Spring Sunlight
Just like all of the others
Also coming alive is the Gardeners pest
Dandelions and Thistles
They suddenly appear from the dead
With their colorful bristles
The Hedges need a good trimming
They have grown so bushy and high
If there not cut shortly
They will block out the light and the other plants will die
The Rhododendrons are blooming
Such a wonderful sight
Their Red and Blue flowers
Glisten brightly in the warm Sunlight
The Birds are singing their little hearts out
Such a wonderful sound
Other creatures are appearing
Even the Mole pokes his head above ground
It's that time of year
There's so much in the garden that needs attention
All the Ornament's need painting
There's just too much to mention
The Garden furniture is looking sad and rickety
I will be Sanding and Painting all day
But the garden soon looks bright and wonderful to
But that's the joy of Gardening or so they say
As Spring progresses the aroma in the garden
Is a nice heavenly smell
That's when you know
All in life is going well
A early walk around the Garden is joy to behold
I will cherish forever or at least until I grow old.