April Showers, Bring May Flowers

The Flower Garden 

by Wayne Jarus 

 A blur of color in the wind

Fertile soil as nature's palette

A fragrance so seductive we think of sin

A gardener's work must begin

Work the soil before he sees

A blur of color in the wind

Damp earth the gardener's canvas

Spring warmth brings the seed to sprout

A fragrance so seductive we think of sin

A fiery sun nurtures the seed to begin

Emerald leaves open to feed and bring

A blur of colour in the wind

A palace of wild beauty within

The gardeners reward of toil is

A fragrance so seductive we think of sin

And within this plot of raging color

The worker's castle for months to stay

A blur of color in the wind

A fragrance so seductive we think of sin.

©2007, Wayne Jarus

Wayne Jarus lives near Toronto, Canada and discovered an interest in poetry while trying to write songs. He prefers structured poetry styles and enjoys writing poems about nature.