Planting your spring garden poem

This delightful poem by Langston Hughes describes today and the rain on Spring flowers just perfectly.

By Pat Stone April 26, The sight of forests of brown sticks becoming engulfed by green buds and then leaves. The eager anticipation of starting a garden anew, and wondering what may become of it this year. I read it to him as he lay in his hospital bed in his living room. But this gardening poem is more than an ode to a final Spring, it reminds us that each new season is a gift. This gardening poem comes from our archive that spans over 30 years and includes more than magazine issues of GreenPrints.

Planting your spring garden poem

I love this. We garden at our church in Port Townsend. We give a lot of our produce to the Food Bank. The name of our garden is The Blessings Garden. We fertilize with gratitude. Thank you. Ahaa what lovely ideas….. Planting good things in the garden of life is so very important to get a rich harvest.. We can never complain if the fruit in our garden is not as per our liking since as we sow, so shall we reap. So come friends as Evan suggests : 1. If we sow: Squash gossip, Squash indifference, Squash grumbling and Squash selfishness. If we sow:. Turnip for meetings, Turnip for service, Turnip to help one another the fruits will be immense satisfaction in our life and a life worth living. If we sow: Thyme for each other, Thyme for family, Thyme for friends the fruits will be an overflow of love, gratitude and fun in your life. Life is like an echo — everything comes back….

Lemn Sissay. If we sow:.

Planting your Spring Garden is a catchy title for a poem, and caught my attention! I decided to share this on my blog as it is thought provoking and hopefully uplifting. The credit for writing the poem was given to John Forti link below. Read on :. Plant Three Rows of peas 1. Peace of Mind 2. Peace of Heart 3.

Planting your Spring Garden is a catchy title for a poem, and caught my attention! I decided to share this on my blog as it is thought provoking and hopefully uplifting. The credit for writing the poem was given to John Forti link below. Read on :. Plant Three Rows of peas 1. Peace of Mind 2. Peace of Heart 3. Peace of Soul. Plant Four Rows of Squash 1.

Planting your spring garden poem

Also, we hope you find inspiration in the verses. As Abram L. Urban once said, "In my garden there is a large place for sentiment. My garden of flowers is also my garden of thoughts and dreams. The thoughts grow as freely as the flowers, and the dreams are as beautiful. Which bud and blossom one by one Up in my Garden high. The Violet lifts her modest head And looks the wide world through.

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This gardening poem comes from our archive that spans over 30 years and includes more than magazine issues of GreenPrints. Squash selfishness Plant four rows of lettuce 1. Thank you. John Forti! Peace of mind 2. Gardening Critters Gone Wild. Peace of heart 3. Spring time in the garden. The eager anticipation of starting a garden anew, and wondering what may become of it this year. Lettuce be patient 4.

It encapsulates the journey of seeds from their dormant state to their blossoming into vibrant flowers, under the tender care of the gardener.

Wordless Wednesday Lilies on Cornwall in Colours. Mountain Greenery on ladysighs. Turnip for Service 3. Thyme for each other 2. Just shared this on my Facebook page and will print to hang on the wall. Come, All is ready— Your shovel is honed, Your rake tines are straight, I oiled your shears, Your gloves are supple and Your boots are by the door. Peace of Heart 3. Posted by mybeautfulthings on March 30, in Beauty , garden , Happiness , Kindness , nature , Photography , poetry , Postaday Reach down, Touch the Earth. Subscribe now to keep reading and get access to the full archive. Discover more from mybeautfulthings Subscribe now to keep reading and get access to the full archive. This delightful poem by Langston Hughes describes today and the rain on Spring flowers just perfectly. I wanted the Spring for You, That time when the Earth is black with warmth, When your hand connects with the Dirt and you know it is time.