[MEG33]

Happy Tuesday To Amy's Place

Garden Magic

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.
-MARIE NETTLETON CARROLL

[yorkie]

Meg, that is a lovely poem! And the graphic is so sweet, with that little old lady peeking at us from her porch.

(I couldn't help but look at the roof - it's not copper.....)

[left that other site]

Good Morning, Meg! I love my garden...It is not as lush as that lady’s...but it looks as though she has had more TIME to work on hers! LOL

[JustAmy]

This is lovely, Meg .... both the Graphic and the Poem. Thank you.

I should have waited until this morning to post today’s opener ... I would have designated this as the Opener.

[jaycee]

Thanks for the sweet graphic and poem, Meg. The flowers are so pretty and the little lady seems so happy in her little heaven.

[oldteen]

Another great one, M...thanks so much!

[DeoVindiceSicSemperTyrannis]

Nice poem