I Look Into My Garden. ~ Jackie Tyler {Poem}


I am not a poet. I am not a writer. I am a woman in her fifties who, by the grace of some higher power is learning, at long last, to live the life she was meant to live.

I look to my garden
The withered is emerging,
revealed from the snow
Its tomb for the winter,
lifeless and shriveled
A life already lived

I look to my garden,
see the wilted and shriveled
A memory from the past
Then a shoot, tiny and green,
budding and sprouting
A new life begins

I look to my garden
The bud is now flourishing,
its leaves reaching out
The rain drops to feed it
Blossoming and blooming,
A new life to live

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Jackie_t May 8, 2014 12:11pm

Thank you so much Cassandra.

Cassandra May 7, 2014 7:49pm

It's never too late to be a poet. Lovely 🙂

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Jackie Tyler

Jackie Tyler was born in NW London, England and is now living in the frozen north of Canada. She became a mom at the age of 44, having adopted an Inuit baby who is now 12. Jackie enjoys reading, yoga, gardening, cookery that is “different,” walks, and learning more about herself and life every day. She operates a home-based online retail business. She can also be reached via Facebook.