Back Yard Blunder

Winter Garden

Flowery

Winter Garden

Boring

BACK YARD BLUNDER

Not a garden that one could call one!

I admit it's a terribly small one!

But when it's at its best

It's a haven of rest.

(I'm sure all of you can recall one!)
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But, last winter it wasn't too pretty;

It was drab and that's oh such a pity.

It was winter, I know,

But, with no flowers to grow,

It was not worth a stab at a ditty!
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The impatiens has caught a disease!

In the winter it flowers with ease.

It creates such a colour

When winter gets duller,

And a chill wanders in on the breeze.
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You can see, in the photo above,

The blossoming I'm speaking of,

All the brave little flowers

We liked to call ours

Which made this a haven to love.
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Now they're gone and the Nursery says 'Well,

The future is too hard to tell;

Is the illness forever

Or will we be clever;

Will we have some new strong ones to sell?'
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Impatiens! I beg you return!

You set-off every shrub, every fern!

Without you the summer

Will be a real bummer!

And Patience I really can't learn!

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