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Tuesday, April 2, 2013

A poem for gardeners

April is National Poetry Month. In honor of that, here is a simple poem for and about gardeners.

Garden Magic
by Marie Nettleton Carroll

This is the garden's magic, 
That through the sunny hours 
The gardener who tends it, 

Himself outgrows his flowers. 

He grows by gift of patience, 
Since he who sows must know 
That only in the Lord's good time 
Does any seedling grow.

He learns from buds unfolding, 
From each tight leaf unfurled, 
That his own heart, expanding, 
Is one with all the world.

He bares his head to sunshine, 
His bending back a sign
Of grace, and ev'ry shower becomes 
His sacramental wine.

And when at last his labors 
Bring forth the very stuff 
And substance of all beauty
This is reward enough.

Happy gardening to you in April and every month and may the stuff and substance of all the beauty you create be reward enough.


  1. I love all the poetry sharing...It brings the earth alive! Thanks so much for sharing yours Dorothy xxoo