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Showing posts with label the end of summer poem by Balisha. Show all posts
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Tuesday, September 14, 2010

The End of Summer In My Garden by Balisha

The planting at Mary's Garden...
THE END OF SUMMER IN MY GARDEN by Balisha


September has arrived and I have so much to do..
The flowers all look ragged..it makes me feel so blue.
I see the Phlox out in the woods..a glint of purple shows..
But when I get up close..they're fading too I know.
The Coneflowers, once my pride and joy, have dropped their petals fair..
A little goldfinch asks if I will leave it there.
The seed heads are so tasty for little birds I know..
They'll stick up tall for birds to find, when it begins to snow.
The Hostas by the house.. are still so green and bright..
After summer, long and hot...they're still a pretty sight.
My favorite plant, the Sedum, has flourished in the heat..
A tough yet pretty garden plant that really can't be beat.
I planted some Anemones beside the garden wall..
The only flowers I've planted in my garden yet this fall.
My Tulip bulbs are ordered a color new I'll try..
Snowdrop bulbs will be the last that I will have to buy.
My seeds have all been ordered an Amaryllis too..
Some lettuce and some Zinnias are all that I can do.
These days are getting cooler and soon a morning frost..
Will cover my little gardens and things will all be lost.
But until that day I'll do my chores and care for gardens small..
I'll enjoy each day that comes until the North Wind calls.
And then I'll nap and dream of Spring when flowers bloom once more..
My garden clothes will hang till then beside the old back door.
Then one morn...I'll hear a bird and I will step outside..
The Snowdrops will be blooming in my garden by the drive.