Daffodils and Eggs

Daffodils are the first to bloom.  
In the old forsaken garden.      
Daffodils are the last to be.                
In the old forsaken garden.

Gone are the Roses, the Clematis, 
the  False Blue Indigo Disrespected 
and neglected, their needs never met.                     
Wild Sweet Peas, Wisteria, and  
even Trumpet vine, Offered only a 
token Stubbornness.

The Picket and the Arbor Rotting,
Peeling, Crumbling, falling  
Into the Earth they go back.        
Human made, but Nature taken.

Ragweed, Pigweed, and Goldenrod 
Are the tenants now, haphazard  
and thoughtless.                                        
They are lazy and disorganized.     
They just grow and propagate,        
Just grow and propagate.

The first to be seen, the last to be 
They give a glimpse of a prosperous past.                                                       
And announce the Austerity 
of a solemn present.                       
Daffodils, just don't know when to quit.

04.05.20

Continue to work and clean in the old butterfly garden and the old veg. garden. Spent time clearing the old grape trellis and the old hardy kiwi/ hop arbor. Uncovered the bench and disturbed the nest of a pair of morning doves. Work stopped on the arbor. Will wait 5-6 weeks for the dove pair to finish raising their family.