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An Impatient Gardener

Updated on February 22, 2013
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Oh tender shoots, why still sleep beneath frozen earth cold and deep?

Upon this earth awaits in vain one who needs your blooms again

Do you miss the sky? The birds and sun?

Your blossoms, do they want to come?

Without you this world’s so bleak and cold,

Brown and gray, no colors bold

No fragrance sweet, no bouquets to hold

Oh tender shoots, why still sleep beneath frozen earth cold and deep?

Upon this earth a gardener waits to catch a glimpse, just one peep

Have pity on this weary one

Weighed down from winter’s gloom and glum

Return to me, you leaf and stem

Come grace my garden beds again

For now I only wonder - when?

When, tender shoots, will you push through the earth where just last year you grew?

Upon this earth one waits for you to put on a show only you can do

Don’t you miss the sky? The sun and dew?

I wonder, don’t you miss them, too?

Yet here I’m left to wait and see

Your shoots of green, the hum of bees

Oh, Spring, please don’t disappoint me!

I need the sun, the song of birds

The grass and buds to unfurl

The dandelion and butterfly

That dance on breezes whispering by

I need purple, pink and daffodils yellow

I need to hear the frogs that bellow

Winter, you’re not welcome here

I need the warmth of springtime cheer.

Oh tender shoots, why still sleep beneath frozen earth cold and deep?

Upon this earth awaits in vain one who needs your blooms again

Do you miss the sky? The birds and sun?

Your blossoms, oh will they ever come?

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      Donna Seldomridge 4 years ago from Delaware

      I really like this!