Noveyre

Garden Heart

Little garden off the way,

you are a piece of love

a part of the earth that\'s been

selected to be sweetly dug;

 

Isn\'t it a strange thought, how we

care for these choice lots?

And not the world surrounding them,

only these spaces that\'re to be hemmed-

 

I see them by churches and houses, but never nowhere

because they are always somewhere, to someone

A garden\'s heart is a person\'s hands

and the flowers that grow there, the evidence

and sweet comeuppance

deserving of a lover to a land loveless.