The Garden by Shel Silverstein
Ol’ man Simon, planted a diamond,
Grew hisself a garden the likes of none.
Sprouts all growin’, comin’ up glowin’
Fruit of jewels all shinin’ in the sun.
Colors of the rainbow,
See the sun and rain grow
Sapphires and rubies on ivory vines,
Grapes of jade, just
Ripenin’ in the shade, just
Ready for the squeezin’ into green jade wine.
Pure gold corn there,
Blowin’ in the warm air,
Ol’ crow nibblin’ on the amnythyst seeds.
In between the diamonds, ol’man Simon
Crawls about pullin’ out platinum weeds.
Pink pearl berries,
All you can carry,
Put ’em in a bushel and
Haul ’em into town.
Up in the tree there’s
Opal nuts and gold pears-
Hurry quick, grab a stick
And shake some down.
take a silver tater,
Fresh plump coral melons
Hangin’ in reach.
Ol’ man Simon,
Diggin’ in his diamonds,
Stops and rests and dreams about
I think as gardeners we all feel that our garden is our greatest treasure. This poem comes from Shel Silverstein’s book of poems called Where the Sidewalk Ends. When I was in elementary school, our teacher read to us from this book. I fell in love with the poems inside, some silly, some profound, but always written with a unique view of the world. Be yourself, be unique, and keep gardening.
Quote of the Day
“Anything is possible. Anything can be.”
– Shel Silverstein