My garden will be late this year.
There's been a lot of rain.
Too much moisture in the ground.
Rot's no recipe for gain.
My time too has been too short for planting,
Caught up with other things.
Like spring birds nesting, feeding, teaching,
I fly to many things.
The time may come when I can put
A few seeds in the ground,
Then wait for the Lord's blessing,
Much growth will then abound.
But if this year that garden
Does not come to be.
I'll still take joy in seeds God planted
and what He put in me.
written May 27, 2011