Green hands!

 Green hands! 

 

That was me 

That planted that tree! 

The Magnolia at the top  

Of the garden  

Near the Snowdrops. 

 

Have sown alone  

With all I've known  

Until my backbone 

Ached.  

And sprinkled seeds;  

Pulled up weeds,  

Left in the grass reeds.  

 

All the fenced-in rubble -  

A load of trouble!  

Huge slabs of concrete  

Beneath my feet,  

That needed some love  

And some tweaks  

Microwave, wheelchair, chicken wire,  

(It was dire) And all haywire! 

But out of a broken tree - 

A seat!  

A rockery flower bed  

(Need to take down that shed)  

Put many seeds in it -  

It needed it!  

It's staying wild, unstyled. 

Planted shrubs, evergreens  

And now I am keen  

And hell bent,  

To attract butterflies and bees  

With strong Lavender scent!  

Perennials, annuals,  

Been reading garden manuals!  

And much focus on crocus  

For a much-loved cat.  

Near the pond 

Where she was fond. 

And after many hours  

Many bulbs for wildflowers;  

Creepers, trailers and ferns  

With so much to learn!  

More Buddleia trees  

At least another three!  

And all along  

Plants hardy and strong. 

A summerhouse to unwind in 

To leave the world behind in. 

And watch the sunlight 

Bring alive 

The miracle of nature thrives. 

 

So Mum and Dad! 

This is the daughter 

You thought you never had 

Any green hands 

Or gardening plans! 

 

Copyright Linda Lawrence  

March 2022