A Green Thumb
A green thumb is not inherited
But is earned from hard work
The result of grin and bear it
When weeds from beds you jerk
Even when you have one
A plant sometimes dies
From too little sun
Or from too much sometimes
You know a green thumb’s there
Even when gardening with gloves
It’s there when tending a cactus
And for the roses that you love
Some say that talking
Can really make plants grow
But the green thumb says
It is the watering that shows
Repotting is a green thumb secret
That revives struggling plants
And when done regularly
Gives each another chance
- Author: w c ( Offline)
- Published: September 14th, 2018 00:09
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments5
Enjoyed the read.
I had a green thumb yesterday
I hit it with a hammer
now it's turning purple grey
and it's lost its verdant glamour.
lol Thanks, Michael
Inspired me to write a poem based on my comment above - just published - ta muchly WC
The plants in our garden always have two chances, I wonder why it is looking so brown.
i enjoy having a garden. They're a lot of work though.
A good write w c.
Thanks, orchidee. I appreciate your comment.
I remember I had a garden when I was 16 years old. my spiecialty was cucumbers. and they were very good eating.
Thanks op. I love home grown vegetables! There's nothing like a salad withe fresh tomatoes and cucumbers!
and how!
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