tagNon-Erotic PoetryThe Gardening Heart

The Gardening Heart


The rusty smell of fresh tilled earth

The cool dampness of soil between the toes

The knowledge of sowing something new

Of creating life with one’s own two hands

The eye of the artist’s palette

As you design your dreams

The satisfaction and pride of heart

When you enjoy what you’ve made

From the dusty start

A dream, a living dream

In a flower’s bloom

That grows within the heart, the gardening heart

Who can always see it through

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