April 15 Weeds in My Garden

[Tinker]

Weeds In My Garden

Sunday, the sun made a visit,
the air was washed
and I spent much of the day
outside, pulling weeds.

I sit, I don't kneel anymore,
God doesn't ask
my body to be humble,
just my heart,
besides, there's nothing more humbling
than arthritic knees
and a body getting old.

The weeds pulled up easily,
the earth was soft,
it had rained
the previous three days.
I filled my lungs
with unblemished air,
the ocean breeze
cooled my skin,
while sweat seeped from my pores
from the Spring sun's zeal.

Nature renews,
I keep getting older
and there are always weeds to be pulled.
                     ~~ Judi Van Gorder
 

[dr_con]

Lovely reflection on aging and spring. Well Done! Tinker;-)