10 May 2012
I swear, I know not what to do. About my garden man, whom I tell to you.
I know he is there, the flowers are proof! But when I think I spot him, he's gone with a poof.
He is not bad you see. For my garden wouldn't grow with out he.
I would just like to give him thanks. For my garden wouldn't be so beautiful, if I may be so frank.
Spring! • Opuss № I