Winter Gardening

We poke around in flowerpots

And spread out glossy centerfolds

Of photo-preserved garden-plots

We stroll paths lined with marigolds

And other dream-derived prize blooms

And in the transport of a thought

We resurrect from frozen tombs

The pleasure of forget-me-not

And daffodil waiting to spill

Its halos on a green-tossed hill

Where now the white of winter blows

And blankets beds of summer’s rose

© Janet Martin

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Since I don't have a garden-shed some 'tools of the trade' hibernate outside;-)