Gardeners
for Bob Magovern
It’s beautiful
getting your hands dirty
in the first burst of spring sun
when breezes sing a song
of hope and green turns
the earth into an old friend.
Gardeners weave seed into soil
as robins sky dance for rain
to bring up plants and vegetables
into back yards and front yards
joining trees stretching shade
across grass born again each April.
I praise the natural goodness
their hands can set in motion
and give thanks for planters
who work in the earth for food
to feed us and the fragrance
of flowers to scent our summer days.