Dear The Man in the Garden

 

Dear the man 

That sits in the dirt 

You'd think at your age

That it would hurt

 

Dear that one

That cares for his flowers

And when told its time to go in

Just looks up and glowers

 

How are you so content

Weeding and grooming 

In the raised flower bed

Where your Zinnias are blooming

 

Look at the mower go

How it still runs

For you take good care

Of the things that you love

 

In the shed are some supplies

That show your dedication 

For you never stop tending 

Even in frustration 

 

And look in the garage

Where the car doesn’t belong

For your tools are more organized

Than you are headstrong 

 

You seem ready to go 

To help those with no time

For your garden is not

The only thing on your mind

 

But who are you

And what is your name

I’m sure life would be grander 

If we played your game 

 

For it seems that you

are living life right

And the light that you shine

Is vibrant and bright

 

It shines on all people

They know that you care

Because there is no one on earth 

That has not felt your love there 

 

Your name is David 

You're related me

And that by itself 

Makes me happy as can be 

 

I have smiled with you

And I have worked in your garden

I’ve watched and I’ve listened 

And it’s life you have starred in 

 

The people in your town

Shall not forget your passion

What you gave the people there

Would fill the largest mansion 

 

You've shown me that love

Shall never be forgotten 

For it is not something 

That can go rotten

 

Thank the lord I had a grandpa

That was made just like you

Who showed me way

And that life was grand too 

 

Though you left quickly

And left with a pardon

I’ll remember you always 

Sincerely, the girl in your garden