You can’t please all the plants all of the time,
Some need water, some are doing fine
It’s complicated, keeping up the feeds,
Dead heading roses, pulling out the weeds.
There’s always something on the list to do,
Fix one problem, then you find a few!
That laurel hedge is looking rather rough,
Too much water? maybe not enough?
Other people’s gardens look so neat,
Lush green lawns, and flower beds complete,
Mine is work in progress, I concede,
But all great gardens start off with a seed.
Gardening! If only I had known,
My poor green fingers worn down to the bone,
But then again, you reap just what you sow
And Great Oak trees from little acorns grow.