Garden
by orangetulips12

My depression
grows as weeds

In the flowerbed
in my garden

That I no longer
water or till

The rain comes
and brings relief

The sun shown bright
and dried the puddles

And the flowers blossom
for the first time
in years.


Added to GotPoetry.com ( http://www.gotpoetry.com ) on 10-Feb-2010