Winter's grip is hanging on

Gardeners watch the sky and wait

Praying cold will soon be gone

Hoping spring will not be late

Crocus signal spring is near

Robin sits upon wood gate

Daffodils rise up to peer

Birds are singing, finding mates

Cold rain soaks the garden soil

Sun shines down and soil warms up

It's time for gardeners to toil

Hours pass by before they sup

Seeds are dropped into a line

Cover, water, then the wait

There is no reason to whine

Even when the seeds sprout late

Mother Nature has the knack

To make up time when needed

Plants grow fast and gardeners whack

To keep green garden weeded

Flowers pop, bees pollinate

Veggies, fruit and seeds appear

Gardener rests against wood gate

Sipping on a cold root beer

As the heat of summer wanes

It's time to start the picking

Looking to the sky for rain

Work fast cause time keeps ticking

Harvest done and gardens fade

Tree leaves turn gold, red and brown

Birds of every color raid

Eating seeds cast on the ground

Hear the geese honk overhead

Frost arrives, winter is near

Gardener crawls into warm bed

Dreams of gardens for next year