My Garden

I have a very small garden I situated near a water source
I planted lots of edible and medicinal plants
This small space seems to teach varying lessons
From the import of owning a piece of God's earth
 
To the economics and benefits of fresh veggies
Recently my hubby planted 2 tubers of yam
They have reached the stage of applying a stick to support
And he kept ignoring for whatever reason
 
I just woke to see them curl around each other
Their tiny frame sought each other out
Rather than continue alone
They sought each other out for support
 
Two is indeed better than one
Don't lone with your struggle
Reach out to a friend
I have seen this approach help me often
 
My next lesson is more of a challenge…
My 5 year old recently demanded
Mummy; give me the seed of the apple you just ate
He had planted his and now wants mine...
 
How do I tell him that this apple tree is not in view...?
For now I leave him with his believes...

Big garden or small, it entails work
I can't ignore horse dung; its nutrition for my plants
 
And where did the weeds come from?
They are so persistent
This enemy wanting to override my harvest
I am the weapon that will not make them survive
 
My earth; my garden
For me to enjoy as long as I desire