In the garden
I am new
Unburdened of the world’s issues
Nurturing nature the way I was intended to
Returned back to my roots
Life’s simple if you choose
In the garden
I am old
Reminisce of days past
Caring for that which lasts
Worry not of being outcast
Trying not to live too fast
The poem is resplendent with a gentle glow, the grace of a simple life, the pleasures of being with nature….
A beautiful read that restores.