Leaving My Gardens

She offered me extensive use of her private garden This was a very fine arrangement for me at the time With vigor, I plowed and sewed my seeds in her lush Eden Tilling through the afternoon until evening church chime As months past, and I began to master over her plot I began to wander in copious other fertile lanes Soon, after much exploration, I found a fresh new lot So, I cleaned and packed my plow for my newly acquired gain While busily cultivating my new found lovely toy I was notified my prior effort had begun to bloom It quickly produced a grand specimen of precious joy Unfortunately, this produced an urge in me to zoom While quietly heading out of town early one morning Leaving my gardens gave me a profound sense of mourning © Copyrights G. Jones 2008