[pelikan]

Good Morning Ms Feather.

The Gardener's Morning

The robin's song at daybreak
Is a clarion call to me.
Get up and get out in the garden,
For the morning hours flee.

I cannot resist the summons,
What earnest gardener could?
For the golden hours of morning
Get into the gardener's blood.

The magic spell is upon me,
I'm glad that I did not wait;
For life's at its best in the morning,
As you pass through the garden gate.

- Howard Dolf

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning, I just now discovered this post.;(

Sorry.



Lovely poem for a gardener's heart
reaping pretties from the soil.
Months after aching backs, swollen hands,
nature plays her part and offers
from the cold, dark, ground
colour, sweet scents all glory bound.

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