An injury had me flat out on the couch,
with ice bags a chillin'
t'was trapped in the house.
My knee was so swollen,
it looked like a melon!
With surgery pending
I was crazy and yellin'
"No garden for me in 2010"
Who knew a year later
I'd weep at the sight,
at a patch of tilled garden
and golden sunlight!
There's nothing like DIRT!
Beautifully tilled by my dear husband John.
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