WHEN LAMBS WOULD DANCE EACH SPRING
Grand day in grand dig.
Just as happy as a jig.
Planting flowers and mowing grass.
Sun on your face as the moments pass.
Working the soil is a human measure.
To some it's work, to some it's pleasure.
You may measure your life in coffee spoons.
A gardener measures life in passing moons.
Coffee with the rising sun.
Stare at the stars when the day is done.
A seed will find a way to grow.
Given half a chance it's what it knows.
You can be its friend.
You can be its foe.
Or you can learn from what nature sows.