Gardening Poems

Help! I need short gardening poems and quotes for my garden club handbook. I know I will get good ones here.

Sally...E-mail me

Why did Santa have 3 gardens?
So He could HO,HO,HO.....

Sally....you got mail!

' I dig,dig,dig
and plant some seeds.
I rake,rake,rake
and pull some weeds.
I wait,wait,wait
and soon I know
My garden sprouts
will grow,grow,grow.'
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'When gardening,I have one gift.
You won't find in any manuals-
I know it's strange,but I can change
Perennials to annuals.'
(by Dick Emmons;in the Wall Street Journal)

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'To be happy for an hour,get drunk
To be happy for a day,kill your pig and eat it.
To be happy for a week,get married.
To be happy for a lifetime,plant a garden.'
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He who plants a seed
Beneath the sod....
And waits to see......Believes in God.
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A kiss of the sun for pardon
The song of a bird for mirth
One is nearer God's heart in a garden
Than anywhere else on earth.
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No edit;just added:

Old gardeners never die.
They just keep spading away..
Until they finally throw
In the trowel.
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Count your garden by the flowers;
never by the leaves that fall.
Count your days by the golden hours,
don't remember clouds at all.
Count your life by smiles,not tears,
and with joy on every birthday.
Count your age by friends,
not years.
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We come from the earth.
We return to the earth.
And in between,we garden.
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Who loves a garden,still his Eden keeps
"Life began in a garden"
"Love began in a Garden."
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He who owns a garden,
However shall it be,
Whose hands have planted in it
Flower or Bush or Tree;
He who watches patiently
The growth from nurtured,
Who thrills a newly opened broom
Is very close to God.
(by Katherine Edelman)

This message was edited Thursday, Oct 4th 2:00 PM

Thanks very much again CoCo.

Glad to be of service there,Sally

If you would have a mind at peace,
A heart that cannot harden,
Go find a door that opens wide
Upon a lovely garden.
~Cypress Gardens

Ode to my Yard

Roses are red,
Grass is Green
My yard is the barest
You've ever seen!
Jo

Roses are red and the grass is all brown
At least until the rains pour down

And once it is rainy and too wet to mow
That is the time the green grass will grow!

Zanymuse, I like yours better. Jo

'To be happy for an hour,get drunk
To be happy for a day,kill your pig and eat it.
To be happy for a week,get married.
To be happy for a lifetime,plant a garden.'


I dont know what kind of lite beer you're drinking, but it keeps me happier for a little longer than an hour! :-)



This message was edited Tuesday, Oct 9th 1:31 AM

Inside every seed is not just a plant but a plethora of dreams of springtime for the heart and soul of a gardener

Zany.....how positively euphoric!

"eyes"

garden is never as good as it will be next year.

God's paintbrush
The Lord left his palette
in my garden just today;
The golden yellow of the sunrise
as the darkness slipped away.
The purest white contained some
diamonds,sprinkled with the dew;
the pinks began to show their faces,
Blending with the hues
He dipped his brush into the blues
so he could touch up the sky;
Oh, what pretty colors,
Enough to stop a passerby.
He mixed a few with almost brown,
to remind us of his earth;
How can we measure all this beauty?
There is such trememdous worth.

I love these! I can picture some of them painted on a big, flat rock to be strategically placed in the spring..

Keep 'em coming!

Stubborn little blossom with your head bowing down to drip away the raindrops so you do not drown. All the other flowers are in the compost pile while you alone linger on and cause my lips to smile. What ever made you blossom in winters harshest cold? I never knew a rose to be so very bold!

Love it, Zanymuse...

Gardeners get to stay in their beds all day!