Winsome Gardner, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Winsome Gardner

Woman Drying Herself, Edgar Degas (c. 1894)

Winsome Gardener, Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

From the look of thy dirty clothes and skin
Is apparent where thou have lately been
Toil not in thy garden plot forever
Even though it may provide great pleasure
Take to thy bath and quietly recline
Shall be joined with favorite glass of wine
Let thoughts flow ever slowly through thy mind
Leaving thy many aches and pains behind

Water hot, soft spa cloth upon thy face
Dream of flowers thy garden which they grace
Breathe in the essence of thy handmade soap
Knowing thy effort shall give others hope
Towel gives comfort to a tired body
Thinking of the long day finally done
Thee many holes dug and countless weeds pulled
Cannot remember last when had such fun

 

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bobsieczkiewicz

Husband, Father, Grandfather, Lover of all beautiful things. I love to read and write poetry. My favorite hangouts are libraries and museums and yet I love being outdoors. I am a dreamer of things that could be.

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