Short Garden Poems by L. S. Jones
Who Loves A Garden
Poet Louise Seymour Jones
Who loves a garden
Finds within his soul
He hears the anthem of the soil
While ingrates toil;
And sees beyond his little sphere
The waving fronds of heaven, clear.
Poet - Louise Seymour Jones
Spring flowers are long since gone.
Summer's bloom hangs limp on every terrace.
The gardener's feet drag a bit on the dusty path
and the hinge in his back is full of creaks.
More verses on gardens:
God Almighty first planted a garden; and indeed,
it is the purest of human pleasures.
It is the greatest refreshment to the spirits of man,
without which buildings and palaces are but gross handiworks.
He who plants a garden plants happiness.
If you want to be happy for a lifetime, plant a garden.
How fair is a garden amid
the toils and passions of existence.