I do not consider myself a poet.

Here, you shall certainly know it,

But truth be told I can tell a story,

Even an occasional allegory.

I'll transform paragraphs to condense

Into lines of basic rhyming sense.

Floral subjects fit me like a glove,

Based on my long gardening love.

Here you shall read for various reasons

Of gardening in all four seasons,

Enjoying each flower as it grows,

Fertilized with some colorful prose.

Poetry is better having a rhyme,

Purists will view this as a crime,

But what better way to express

Ideas and inspirations to address?

Gardening poetry plenty to tell,

I wish not for your mind to dwell

On complex thoughts hard to think,

Making our minds go out of sync.

Let our thoughts bloom like flowers,

Words drop as refreshing showers,

With explanations simple not complex,

Understanding so as not to perplex.

Let me begin my poems of gardens,

If I offend you, I offer many pardons.

Far from being a poet so profound,

My wish for you a poem to astound!