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Gardening Is Heaps Of Fun! Post by :Trust_No_1 Category :Poems Author :Mary Carolyn Davies Date :October 2011 Read :3209

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Gardening Is Heaps Of Fun!

Gardening is heaps of fun!
We are partners with the sun,
For we help him make things grow,
With our spade and rake and hoe!

First we spade the ground, then rake it;
Ready for the seeds we make it;
Then in furrows carefully
Plant them as they ought to be.

Soon above the ground we spy
Tiny green things push and pry,
Little plants that from their night
Wake and climb to find the light.

They are thirsty, so we give
Water first that they may live;
Then the weeds we vanquish, so
Each wee shoot may thrive and grow.

Busy raindrops, light, and air,
Haste to come, our work to share.
For to them too, every one,
Gardening is heaps of fun!

(The end)
Mary Carolyn Davies's poem: Gardening Is Heaps Of Fun!

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