The Gardener

The Gardener rises with the sun
He knows there’s work to be done
The reason for every season
He knows when to dig in deep
When to sow and when to reap
That everything begins in spring
He makes his bed with care
And sows his seed with love
The Gardener has a tale to tell
Feed the ground and water well
When planting out he’ll face the south
He is the patint one
Mother Nature’s loving son
Th Robin is a friend of his
And when the day is done
He’ll smile and say … wait til summer comes
And Summer comes and then we’ll see just what he’s done
When blooms of every colour blossom in the sun
The signs of all his care and effort are displayed
And all his time and patience is repaid
The Gardener rises with the sun
He knows there’s work to be done
The reason for every season