Therapy

Finding Accord and Feeling Restored

My garden is a place of peace,
Where worries stop, and troubles cease.
My roses, lilies, marigolds,
They do exactly as they're told.

I love to dig out in the soil;
It's my escape from all turmoil.
My asters, peonies and glads
Are most magnificent comrades.

When days demand my energies,
I hurry home to dungarees;
I grab my trowel and water-can
And focus my attention span.

In moments, life is looking real,
And worries seem like no big deal.
I gladly thank my rainbow'ed flowers
For offering me some tranquil hours.

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