Therapy - Finding Accord and Feeling Restored

No time in the garden is wasted time. Photo c2006 by Nickers and Ink

Therapy – Finding Accord and Feeling Restored

 

My garden is a place of peace, 

Where worries stop, and troubles cease. 

My roses, lilies, marigolds, 

They do exactly as they’re told.

 

I love to dig out in the soil;

It’s my escape from all turmoil. 

My asters, peonies and glads 

Are most magnificent comrades.

 

When days demand my energies, 

I hurry home to dungarees; 

I grab my trowel and water-can 

And focus my attention span.

 

In moments, life is looking real, 

And worries seem like no big deal. 

I gladly thank my rainbowed flowers 

For offering me some tranquil hours.

c2008 by Linda Ann Nickerson

Celia Thaxter in Her Garden, by Childe Hassam (c1892)

Posted for a Heads or Tails prompt (“Share a Summertime Memory”), a Meme Express prompt (“remember” and “forget”), a Saturday Free-for-All prompt (“wasted time”) a Simply Snickers prompt (“magnificent” and “moments”) and Wordless Wednesday.