A gardener’s shears,Pruning, shaping, guiding growth,A living sculpture.

A rake in autumn,Gathering leaves, a warm hearth,Nature’s art in piles.

Watering can in hand,Bringing life to thirsty plants,A gardener’s love.

With a garden trowel,Digging gently, planting seeds,Nature’s beauty grows.

Sun rises each morn, Painting the sky with colors bright, Nature’s daily art.