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Warming Sun.

Warming sun shining on my head,

Me sitting peacefully by the garden shed.

The garden cleared of bothersome weeds,

Freshly dug beds planted with seeds.

Lovingly watered with a watering can,

Carefully laid out with my garden plan.

Now patiently waiting for the seeds to grow,

Excitement mounts as the first leaves show.

Tomato plants young and strong,

Salads coming nicely along.

Bean poles placed in neat rows,

Warmth hurries the beans to grow.

Peas grown in fruitful ground,

With fresh young pods they will abound.

Potato plants pushing to the light,

My garden is a lovely sight.

Cabbages planted in long straight rows,

Garlic shoots to please the nose.

Brussels sprouts to tickle the tongue,

Onions to help to keep me young.

Time to bring out the hoe,

Loosen the earth to help things grow.

And me sitting peacefully by the garden shed,

With the warming sun caressing my head.