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Mark W

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Garden Poems
« on: March 27, 2014, 06:44:33 AM »
Thought I would post this for I do dabble with writing these when time permits. Thought some on here might enjoy reading this. Gos bless.

The Garden

A garden is a joyful place, for those that do not know.
A place where man can till the earth and watch his labors grow.

A place were sometimes we toil long and hard and even break a sweat.
But as well a place where we look forward to all our aspirations being met.

It is a place of grandest beauty, if our work was a job well done.
A place to go during the morning hours to watch for the rising sun.

A place to watch the flowers grow and see their blossoms so grand.
A place to show our thankfulness that they came from the creator’s hand.

A place to look at the dainty things that were made for you and me.
A place to admire their lovely beauty, and smell them from bended knee.

A garden is not for flowers alone, but for fruits and vegetables and such.
A place to grow and share all things that we enjoy so very very much.

But let us not forget the other things that might just catch our eye.
Like the little lady bugs or hummingbirds or even the fluttering butterfly.

I can spend many joyful hours just watching my garden sing and dance.
And know deep down in my heart that it didn’t just happen by circumstance.

For it takes great skill and sacrifice to get our gardens to look just right.
But once they are planted and everything is in place, my what a marvelous sight.

 

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Re: Garden Poems
« Reply #1 on: March 27, 2014, 05:05:50 PM »
Hey, I like that.

Here is my stab at  it.




Though some may see the garden as just a place to go to weeds;
These so miss the chance to learn to discipline themselves.
While others love to plan and plant their seeds,
And in the autumn  proudly stock their cellar shelves.

The garden is a field where  education knows no end;
It is a place to work and watch, and imagine giant things.
It 's a plot to care for, to protect and mend,
And in the coming weeks a tasty crop it brings.

The garden's more than clods and clay and bugs;
Its more than sweat, and blisters though they be.
It is a mini paradise with love and hugs;
A place we share with birds and bumble bees.

This place we call the garden is a  happy place to be,
It's an experiment we try  from year to year.
It's a place to go alone and walk and talk;
Where  only sweet corn  lends an ear.

 But in the garden,... ears can't hear..and  potato eyes don't see;
and garlic toes I think, don't  walk,
Yes, cabbage heads are dense, hee hee !   8)
And there the sweet corn goes to stalk.


In spring and summer and in the fall  the onions we can eat,
The lettuce, kale, and greens are great to share and show.
And melons, cukes and sweet peas what  a treat !   ;D
But none can match the tomato, don't you know ?

Who needs to hide the easter egg when you got spuds to dig ?   ::)
To find them is a hunt you'll love,
The Lord has planned for you some fun that's big
It all comes from  above.
It's easier to slow a fast horse down than to get a dead one going.

Dorine

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Re: Garden Poems
« Reply #2 on: March 28, 2014, 06:35:55 AM »
Keep them coming. I may even take a stab at it. I love poetry and it's much more meaningful when it comes from the heart of experience.
But this one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before, I press  toward the mark. Phil. 3:13,14

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Re: Garden Poems
« Reply #3 on: March 28, 2014, 07:23:32 AM »
Amen!!  Tell of His love and power!! Many things come to mind while reading these poems. Two are most amazing.  Ever walk through an orange grove in bloom?   :)     And many place nature above the God of nature. They would leave the natural world to itself. But, on worshiping nature rather than nature's God, they are blinded to the truth.  This can be seen from the upper level of the St. Helena Hospital (Sanitarium). Nature left to itself is  not always beautiful, but when the Earth is cultivated by man, it can result in a most beautiful and bountiful sight. The poems speak to this truth, as does the view from the  hospital. Cultivated grape vines  in a valley surrounded by hills covered with evergreen trees that meet a clear blue sky is something is an example of the work of God in blessing the labor of man. Sadly in this case, it reveals God's mercy in pouring out sun and rain on both the good and evil, as the grape vines are being grown for wine.
Jesus receives His reward when we reflect His character, the fruits of the Spirit......We deny Jesus His reward when we do not.

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Re: Garden Poems
« Reply #4 on: March 31, 2014, 03:13:26 PM »

   Garden  Guide to Life

There may be more a garden grows than lady bugs and plants
with object lessons too numerous to tell
where faith, patience and forbearance;
 are  as sweet as lilac to the smell.

The seed tells of the Savior
 who has died to make us live
And to recall there's one who feeds us
  And to teach us how to give.

The soil is there to talk and teach
that it matters where we walk or till
That  the pear tree can not drop a peach
Nor can sin give any  lasting thrill.

To sow to reap not sluff and sleep
To toil and sweat and ache
and lay our plans and lay them deep
First we must give before we take.

 We are to rid of weeds the character
 And to learn to pray for latter rain
The goal to reap a harvest , sir
And seek the land where all is gain
It's easier to slow a fast horse down than to get a dead one going.

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Re: Garden Poems
« Reply #5 on: March 31, 2014, 10:13:30 PM »
Amen!!
Jesus receives His reward when we reflect His character, the fruits of the Spirit......We deny Jesus His reward when we do not.

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Re: Garden Poems
« Reply #6 on: April 01, 2014, 05:10:12 AM »
 :)
But this one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before, I press  toward the mark. Phil. 3:13,14