~  Along My Garden Path  ~

I walk along my garden path,
admiring mother nature’s progression.

Some of her best artwork has dried,
shriveled and fallen to the earth.

To separate and reseed.
Promise of new life.

Decorating my garden path,
in rainbow colored potpourri.

Flowers are just budding,
like a child in awe of its new world
.
So clean, so simple.
Void of our worlds harsh elements.

Along my garden path,
I see roses in full bloom.

Like a fragrant woman,
too delicate to touch.

There's peace here along my garden path,
as I witness true  wonder's of life’s cycle.

Nature's simplicity astounds me.
Death and rebirth in perfection.

With eager anticipation,
 I await my own.

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